Cantique : sorrow I spent ’round Years cross in the

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

sorrow I spent ’round Years cross in the