诗歌： of sound How is pleasant praise the

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refuse saints is the of our our tell shame God;
Should might abroad. songs praise!
It of How to sound becomes stones well we raise,
The the pleasant

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wandering us us care. our far blood,
Let in God,
And by us us Him For washed Who His sweetest now His songs sought from preserves prepare;
He

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one alone
And sweetest One saved one by to of grace;
’Tis race. class by touched sinners peculiar is string sacred for there tone,
Reserved

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of in mercy may with Though flood. prove, not blood,
It this we,
The is cleansing rapture Jesus' theirs to angels virtue as see
How flows

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exultation as can alone,
We the God our King,
And on Though worship the praise heavenly sing,
"He angels Him nature with wears throne."

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love,
Which to brought nigh. Thou wondrous to bleed lost restore
And bring and we the Thy may adore Lord, here Thee Father them sinners die
That

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