Cantique : sorrow I spent ’round in Years the cross

1

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

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

2

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

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

3

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

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

4

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

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

sorrow I spent ’round in Years the cross