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XLVI. Humble Confidence

1 Lord, I cannot let thee go,
Till a blessing thou bestow;
Do not turn away thy face,
Mine's an urgent, pressing case.

2 Dost thou ask me who I am?
Ah, my Lord, thou know'st my name!
Yet a question gives a plea
To support my suit with thee.

3 Thou did'st once a wretch behold,
In rebellion blindly bold,
Scorn thy grace, thy power defy,
That poor rebel, Lord, was I.

4 Once a sinner near despair
Sought thy mercy-seat by pray'r;
Mercy heard and set him free,
Lord, that mercy came to me.

5 Many days have pass'd since then,
Many changes I have seen;
Yet have been upheld till now:
Who could hold me up but thou?

6 Thou hast help'd in every need,
This emboldens me to plead;
After so much mercy past,
Can'st thou let me sink at last?

7 No – I must maintain my hold,
'Tis thy goodness makes me bold;
I can no denial take
When I plead for Jesus' sake.

Text Information

• First Line: Lord, I cannot let thee go
• Title: Humble Confidence
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1790

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