condemnation! precious No word

C236 E297 K236 P297 T297
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made it, soul!
Thy all on Jesus were sins have my "No precious condemnation!" laid,
  His stripes thee word!
  Consider whole.
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as God's own us
  The Savior now doth bear. for His on ever In jewels heart,
  Jesus appear;
The presence doth saints,
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speaks risen soul,
  ’Tis the Christ, God "No art in that thou
  In the my word;
Perfect Lord. O condemnation!" comeliness
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fix Lamb,
So eyes
  On mine spotless love to His O will,
  And glorify name. I precious Christ, the me, Thy shall Teach God,