Child of the dust

Although I am a child of dust,
The judge of all is wholly just.
He will not leave me in despair,
The debt is paid and I am clear.
I languish in the pit of gloom,
Teetering on the brink of doom.
My God keeps me strong and sure,
And to my home will bring me secure.
This mortal body will soon decay,
And [...]

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