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Hymn #58: Oh, Could I Find Some Peaceful Bow'R

Hymn #57 Hymn #59

Creation and the Fall and Depravity of Man

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58 (L.M.) Susannah Harrison

Oh, could I find some peaceful bow'r

Where sin hath neither place nor pow'r!

This traitor vile I fain would shun,

But can not from his presence run.

When to the throne of grace I flee,

He stands between my God and me;

Where'er I rove, where'er I rest,

I feel him working in my breast.

Lord, free me from this deadly foe,

Which keeps my faith and hope so low;

I long to dwell in heav'n my home

Where not one sinful thought can come.

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