Cantique : ’round I spent sorrow in cross Years the

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

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

2

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

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

3

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

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

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

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

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