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O all important, infinite concern,
I fear and tremble now to launch away
For fear that I in hell must surely burn,
In prison! yet the debt can never pay!

Oh! was my faith as strong as mountains be,
Then I would stretch my pinions to the skies;
My blessed Jesus I would joyful see,
On heavenly, richer gems would fix my eyes.
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