Cantique : the spent in cross ’round sorrow I Years

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

the spent in cross ’round sorrow I Years