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Than our poor hearts could e’er supply,

That stream is from a source more high,

From God it came, to God returns,

Not nourished from our scanty urns,

But fed from his unfailing river,

Which runs and will run on for ever.”

When now he came to heavenly things

And spake of them, his spirit had wings,

His words seemed not his own, but given—

I could have deemed one spake from heaven

Of hope and joy, of life and death,

And immortality through faith,

Of that great change commenced within,

The blood that cleanses from all sin,

That can wash out the inward stain,

And consecrate the heart again,

The voice that clearer and more clear

Doth speak unto the purgèd ear,

The gracious influences given

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