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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

spent Years I cross sorrow the ’round in