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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=421630" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Rebel's Surrender To Grace (Lord, What Wilt Thou Have Me to Do?)</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Lord, thou hast won, at length I yield,<br>My heart, by mighty grace compelled,<br>Surrenders all to thee;<br>Against thy terrors long I strove,<br>But who can stand against thy love?<br>Love conquers even me. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">All that a wretch could do, I tried,<br>Thy patience scorned, thy pow'r defied,<br>And trampled on thy laws;<br>Scarcely thy martyrs at the stake,<br>Could stand more steadfast for thy sake,<br>Than I in Satan's cause. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">But since thou hast thy love revealed,<br>And shown my soul a pardon sealed,<br>I can resist no more:<br>Couldst thou for such a sinner bleed?<br>Canst thou for such a rebel plead?<br>I wonder and adore! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">If thou hadst bid thy thunders roll,<br>And lightnings flash to blast my soul,<br>I still had stubborn been:<br>But mercy has my heart subdued,<br>A bleeding Saviour I have viewed,<br>And now, I hate my sin. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Now, Lord, I would be thine alone,<br>Come take possession of thine own,<br>For thou hast set me free<br>Released from Satan's hard commands<br>See all my powers waiting stand,<br>To be employed by thee. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">My will conformed to thine would move,<br>On thee my hope, desire, and love,<br>In fixed attention join;<br>My hands, my eyes, my ears, my tongue,<br>Have Satan's servants been too long,<br>But now they shall be thine. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">And can I be the very same,<br>Who lately durst blaspheme thy name;<br>And on thy gospel tread?<br>Surely each one, who hears my case,<br>Will praise thee, and confess thy grace<br>Invincible indeed!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=John+Newton">John Newton</a><div class=q>
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My heart, by mighty grace compelled,
Surrenders all to thee;
Against thy terrors long I strove,
But who can stand against thy love?
Love conquers even me. 

All that a wretch could do, I tried,
Thy patience ..."></div>
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