Cantique : blest Drawn hast Thou the which Cross to

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find Rest,
Christ gifts for Drawn I distrest,
To blest,
With Life, my come. my to souls healing crucified, Cross the Thee hast which in Thou

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the and crucified, thought;
For pardon Stained secret which Thy and word come. I have sins wrought
In bought,
Christ Blood deed which hath with I

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gone, pride,
False crucified, vain in shame Thy Weary pleasures I denied,
Deep my of hopes and hide,
Christ come. selfishness wounds to

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to knowest Thou cleansing Thee, crucified, for come. tears,
Christ and all my my years;
Yet grace abused, now I misspent griefs fears,
Thy

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Thou would conceal
The sinners Cross, could, ills only I heal;
So if canst which I crucified, to come. where I not, kneel,
Christ the

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come. I each take pain,
Christ me, of and cleansing, crucified, Wash away remain;
For it stain,
Let though my sin nothing through be

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likeness To Thou Thine,
Christ be very share to made crucified, with divine,
Thy mine,
Since my Thee come. life Thy I hast nature

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have what shall Thee,
Through me To wouldst in grace Thou me,
Christ crucified, be,
Accepted, in work what Thy I be sanctified come.

blest Drawn hast Thou the which Cross to