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1. The man that views his guilt and sin
With clear enlightened eyes,
He sees how vile a wretch he's been,
And down in dust he lies.
2. With humble, low submission 'tis
His soul is brought to say,
That God the sovereign potter is,
And he but worthless clay.
3. His views are just and adequate,
He sees it would be right
If God should fix his future state
In black, eternal night.
4. He gives it in both free and frank,
His all he then resigns,
He's willing now to sign a blank,
And God should write the lines.
