I would to thee confession make,
Before my last breath I do take.
For I shall die no more to wake,
And in His presence shall I quake.
Chief of sinners I am indeed,
But it was for me that Christ did bleed.
Bound am I by pride and greed,
But by his passion I am freed.
No more to serve that awful master,
Absolved am I declares the pastor.
Glory to His name on high!
I am not afraid to die.
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