诗歌： in spent cross 'round sorrow the I Years

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

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

2

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

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

3

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

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

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

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

in spent cross 'round sorrow the I Years