is mine. Thy blessing is my blessing. Thy life is my life. Thy salvation is my salvation. Am I poor, thou art my riches; am I oppressed, thou art my succour; am I cast out, thou art my refuge; am I sorrowful, thou art my comfort and my joy. Whatsoever I am, that am I to thee. Sin, what seekest thou in me? I belong to Jesus; in his wounds have I found salvation. Satan, get thee hence, Jesus is my shield; thy fiery darts are directed not to me, but him. O world, attempt not my destruction, if thou
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