Cantique : I cross in spent the Years ’round sorrow

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

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

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

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

3

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

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

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

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

I cross in spent the Years ’round sorrow