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6. What if in Prison I must dwell? May I not there converse with thee? Save me from sin, thy wrath, and Hell, Call me thy Child; and I am free. No walls or bars can keep thee out: None can confine a holy Soul: The Streets of Heaven it walks about; None can its Liberty control.

6. What if in Prison I must dwell? May I not there converse with thee? Save me from sin, thy wrath, and Hell, Call me thy Child; and I am free. No walls or bars can keep thee out: None can confine a holy Soul: The Streets of Heav'n it walks about; None can its Liberty controul.

Alas, my darkened mind is chained To Earth and Flesh through unbelief! It looks and longs by distance pained: When wilt thou hear and send relief? O loose these Chains of Sin and Flesh! Enlarge my heart in thy Commands: Could I but love thee as I wish, How light would be all other bands?

Alas, my darkened mind is chain'd To Earth and Flesh through unbelief! It looks and longs by distance pain'd: When wilt thou hear and send relief? O loose these Chains of Sin and Flesh! Enlarge my heart in thy Commands: Could I but love thee as I wish, How light would be all other bands?

7. Must I feel Sicknesses and smart, And spend my days and nights in pain? Yet if thy Love refresh my heart, I need not overmuch complain. This Flesh hath drawn my Soul to sin; If it must smart, Thy Will be done! O fill me with thy Joys within, And then I'll let it grieve alone.

7. Must I feel Sicknesses and smart, And spend my daies and nights in pain? Yet if thy Love refresh my heart, I need not overmuch complain. This Flesh hath drawn my Soul to sin; If it must smart, Thy Will be done! O fill me with thy Joyes within, And then I'll let it grieve alone.