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1. Weary world, when will it end,
Destined to the purging fire!
Fain I would to heaven ascend;
Thitherward I still aspire:
Savior, this is not my place,
Let me die to see thy face.
2. O cut short the work in me,
Make a speedy end of sin,
Set my heart at liberty,
Bring the heavenly nature in,
Seal me to redemption’s day,
Bear my newborn soul away.
