Hymn: the sorrow I in Years cross ’round spent

1

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

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

2

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

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

3

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

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

4

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

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

the sorrow I in Years cross ’round spent