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Poem	Self-examination; or, Evidences of grace. Judge me, O Lord, and prove my ways, And try my reins, and try my heart My faith upon thy promise stays, Nor from thy law my feet depart. I hate to walk, I hate to sit, With men of vanity and lies The scoffer and the hypocrite Are the abhorrence of mine eyes. Amongst thy saints will I appear With frauds well washed in innocence; But when I stand before thy bar, The blood of Christ is my defence. I love thy habitation, Lord, The temple where thine honors dwell; There shall I hear thine holy word, And there thy works of wonder tell. Let not my soul be joined at last With men of treachery and blood, Since I my days on earth have passed Among the saints, and near my God.
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