Thus saith the high and lofty One: "I sit upon my holy throne; My name is God, I dwell on high, Dwell in my own eternity. "But I descend to worlds below, On earth I have a mansion too; The humble spirit and contrite Is an abode of my delight. "The humble soul my words revive, I bid the mourning sinner live, Heal all the broken hearts I find, And ease the sorrows of the mind." O may thy pardoning grace be nigh, Lest we should faint, despair, and die! Thus shall our better thoughts approve The methods of thy chastening love.
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