Cantique : in ’round I cross spent Years the sorrow

1

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

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

2

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

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

3

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

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

4

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

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

in ’round I cross spent Years the sorrow