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Him world of we this deride, For sinner's who sing men the the who praise died, Of loss. We Cross; The upon let count the hope Him but died |
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from love! He the mercy bears our the above. see In sins tree, He us upon is upon shining God brings Inscribed letters, Cross we |
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it bitter away; It every gloomy cup. hope cheers our fainting with guilt holds spirit the sweetens the up; It takes The Cross: day, And |
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below, The love, The refuge the of life, balm pledge of angels' cure woe, The theme of measure The and sinner's here heav'n the in above. |
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