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I stand amazed in the presence
Of Jesus the Nazarene,
And wonder how He could love me,
A sinner condemned, unclean.
Of Jesus the Nazarene,
And wonder how He could love me,
A sinner condemned, unclean.
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How marvelous! How wonderful!
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For me it was in the garden,
He prayed: “Not my will, but Thine.”
He had no tears for His own griefs,
But sweat-drops of blood for mine.
He prayed: “Not my will, but Thine.”
He had no tears for His own griefs,
But sweat-drops of blood for mine.
For me it was in the garden,
He prayed: “Not my will, but Thine.”
He had no tears for His own griefs,
But sweat-drops of blood for mine.
He prayed: “Not my will, but Thine.”
He had no tears for His own griefs,
But sweat-drops of blood for mine.
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In pity angels beheld Him,
And came from the world of light
To strengthen Him in the sorrows
He bore for my soul that night.
And came from the world of light
To strengthen Him in the sorrows
He bore for my soul that night.
In pity angels beheld Him,
And came from the world of light
To strengthen Him in the sorrows
He bore for my soul that night.
And came from the world of light
To strengthen Him in the sorrows
He bore for my soul that night.
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He took my sins and my sorrows,
He made them His very own;
He bore the burden to Calv’ry,
And suffered, and died alone.
He made them His very own;
He bore the burden to Calv’ry,
And suffered, and died alone.
He took my sins and my sorrows,
He made them His very own;
He bore the burden to Calv’ry,
And suffered, and died alone.
He made them His very own;
He bore the burden to Calv’ry,
And suffered, and died alone.
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When with the ransomed in glory
His face I at last shall see,
’Twill be my joy through the ages
To sing of His love for me.
His face I at last shall see,
’Twill be my joy through the ages
To sing of His love for me.
When with the ransomed in glory
His face I at last shall see,
’Twill be my joy through the ages
To sing of His love for me.
His face I at last shall see,
’Twill be my joy through the ages
To sing of His love for me.
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New Delhi, Delhi, Gurgoan, India
Wonderful
Wylie, TX, United States
In my devotional today I read Isaiah 62:5 and 12 and amazed at the love of Christ, for me, a sinner through and through. This song helps me sing my praise to my Savior. Thank you for the website.
Khatima, Uttarakhand, India
I love so much this song
Abuja, FCT, Nigeria
I got this song this morning through daily devotion sent to me by my friend, then I searched the tune and got the rythm and am choosing it right away for my choirster to sing it on coming Sunday Rendition. Am really blessed with it. Thanks
Freetown, Western Area Rural, Sierra Leone
Beautiful! Thanks for inspiring me with this!
Manchester, NJ, United States
So glad I found the site. This song came over me while reading the Psalms this morning and I couldn't remember all the words. Brought me to tears and such joy.
Isolo, Lagos, Nigeria
I felt this burden of heart being far off from my creator and then this song resonated in my heart.
Thank you Jesus
New Richmond, WI, United States
I had this song come to me in the morning it is beautiful, I need Jesus help!
Lagos, Nigeria
I love this song, because it resonates with my journey in Christ.
I have received His Grace and Endless Mercies Everyday,. and it is truly marvelous and wonderful, and beyond comprehension.
Kubwa, Federal Capital Territory, Nigeria
It is indeed marvelous