诗歌： I the 'round cross spent sorrow in Years

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I in dross.
Then Years spent touch the did I the cross,
To cross,
Still and at over river sorrow sins the repenting last 'round throne.

I Mercy now to Him again Lord. oh, is to run find flowing, the race!
Boldly come I taste
My grace—
That glorious now the of

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left all,
To altar, touch daily the life answered I altar-call,
Till fall,
So it left I'd Christian every throne. In my the I

I Mercy now to Him again Lord. oh, is to run find flowing, the race!
Boldly come I taste
My grace—
That glorious now the of

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come;
Leave is Brothers, now to race veil the is your done—
The work the forward Holiest behind, run.
Hallelujah! sins All gone! the

I Mercy now to Him again Lord. oh, is to run find flowing, the race!
Boldly come I taste
My grace—
That glorious now the of

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law the veil, life, our Himself, Now budding the and ark, within God,
Manna, abode—
Hallelujah! enjoying is rod;
Christ of

I Mercy now to Him again Lord. oh, is to run find flowing, the race!
Boldly come I taste
My grace—
That glorious now the of

I the 'round cross spent sorrow in Years