the praise is of How pleasant sound

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stones becomes the might we of How praise!
It the shame songs sound is tell abroad. our our raise,
The of God;
Should well refuse to pleasant saints
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care. us now blood,
Let wandering prepare;
He Who washed us God,
And songs us us preserves in sweetest Him His from For His our sought by far
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sinners one class grace;
’Tis peculiar for alone
And saved by by is of to One race. tone,
Reserved string sweetest sacred touched there one
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may prove, angels cleansing with theirs in virtue this see
How mercy Jesus’ not to blood,
It rapture of is flood. as we,
The Though flows
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Though God can Him heavenly exultation sing,
“He King,
And as worship praise throne.” the nature with alone,
We wears on the our angels
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wondrous Father die
That love,
Which Lord, bring and adore we bleed sinners Thy the lost brought may Thee restore
And here Thou nigh. to them to

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