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John Newton & William Cowper · 68 of 356

67. My God! how perfect are thy ways!

Hymn 67

My God! how perfect are thy ways! But mine polluted are; Sin twines itself about my praise, And slides into my prayer.

When I would speak what thou hast done To save me from my sin; I cannot make thy mercies known But self–applause creeps in.

Divine desire, that holy flame Thy creates in me; Alas! impatience is its name, When it returns to thee.

This heart, a fountain of vile thoughts, How does it overflow? While self upon the surface floats Still bubbling from below.

Let others in the gaudy dress Of fancied merit shine; The LORD shall be my The LORD for ever mine.