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Windham
Page Number:
294
Lyrics:
Broad is the road that leads to death, And thousands walk together there, But wisdom shows a narrow path, With here and there a traveler.
"Deny thyself, and take thy cross," Is the Redeemer's great command; Nature must count her gold but dross, If she would gain this heavenly land.
Lord, let not all my hopes be vain; Create my heart entirely new, Which hypocrites could ne'er attain, Which false apostates never knew.