674. L. M. Doddridge. The Same. 1 'Tis done; the great transaction's done; I am my Lord's, and he is mine: He drew me, and I followed on, Rejoiced to own the call divine. 2 Now rest, my long divided heart; Fixed on this blissful centre, rest: Here have I found a nobler part; Here heavenly pleasures fill my breast. 3 High heaven, that hears the solemn vow, That vow renewed shall daily hear, Till in life's latest hour I bow, And bless in death a bond so dear.
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