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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=421609" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Good That I Would I Do Not</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=421609" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">I would, but cannot sing,<br>Guilt has untuned my voice;<br>The serpent sin's envenomed sting<br>Has poisoned all my joys. </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=421609" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">I know the Lord is nigh,<br>And would, but cannot, pray;<br>For Satan meets me when I try,<br>And frights my soul away. </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=421609" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">I would but can't repent<br>Though I endeavor oft;<br>This stony heart can ne'er relent<br>Till Jesus make it soft. </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=421609" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">I would but cannot love,<br>Though wooed by love divine;<br>No arguments have pow'r to move<br>A soul so base as mine. </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=421609" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">I would, but cannot rest<br>In God's most holy will;<br>I know what he appoints is best,<br>Yet murmur at it still! </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=421609" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Oh could I but believe!<br>Then all would easy be;<br>I would, but cannot, Lord relieve,<br>My help must come from thee! </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=421609" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">But if indeed I would,<br>Though I can nothing do,<br>Yet the desire is something good,<br>For which my praise is due. </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=421609" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">By nature prone to ill,<br>Till thine appointed hour<br>I was as destitute of will,<br>As now I am of pow'r. </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=421609" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Wilt thou not crown, at length,<br>The work thou hast begun?<br>And with a will, afford me strength<br>In all thy ways to run.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=John+Newton">John Newton</a></strong></div>

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