Dreadful
pride chastising word
Of surest prophecy!
Two in three that call Thee Lord
Shall be cut off and die.
Who should then of grace presume?
Father
in Thine hands I am
Save me from th’apostate’s doom
I ask in Jesu’s name.
Need I then
my God
despair
Thy favor to retain?
Lost if two in three there are
The third shall still remain;
Of the third distinguished part
That I may live forever one
Stamp Thine image on my heart
And join me to Thy Son.
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