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In loving-kindness Jesus came
My soul in mercy to reclaim,
And from the depths of sin and shame
Through grace He lifted me.
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In
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loving-
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kindness
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Jesus came
My
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soul in
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mercy
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to re
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claim,
And
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from the
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depths of
Bm
sin and
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shame
Through
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grace He lifted
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me.
From sinking sand He lifted me,
With tender hand He lifted me,
From shades of night to plains of light,
Oh, praise His name, He lifted me!
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From
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sinking sand He
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lifted me,
With
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tender hand He
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lifted me,
From
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shades of night to
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plains of light,
Oh,
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praise His name, He
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lifted
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me!
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He called me long before I heard,
Before my sinful heart was stirred,
But when I took Him at His word,
Forgiv’n, He lifted me.
He called me long before I heard,
Before my sinful heart was stirred,
But when I took Him at His word,
Forgiv'n, He lifted me.
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He
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called me
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long
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before I heard,
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Before my
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sinful
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heart was
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stirred,
But
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when I
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took Him
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at His
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word,
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Forgiv'n, He lifted me.
From sinking sand He lifted me,
With tender hand He lifted me,
From shades of night to plains of light,
Oh, praise His name, He lifted me!
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From
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sinking sand He
A
lifted me,
With
A7
tender hand He
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lifted me,
From
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shades of night to
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plains of light,
Oh,
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praise His name, He
A7
lifted
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me!
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His brow was pierced with many a thorn,
His hands by cruel nails were torn,
When from my guilt and grief, forlorn,
In love He lifted me.
His brow was pierced with many a thorn,
His hands by cruel nails were torn,
When from my guilt and grief, forlorn,
In love He lifted me.
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His
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brow was
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pierced with
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many a thorn,
His
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hands by
Em-A7
cruel nails
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were torn,
When
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from my
D-A
guilt and
Bm
grief,
Bm-D
forlorn,
From sinking sand He lifted me,
With tender hand He lifted me,
From shades of night to plains of light,
Oh, praise His name, He lifted me!
A
From
D
sinking sand He
A
lifted me,
With
A7
tender hand He
D
lifted me,
From
D7
shades of night to
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plains of light,
Oh,
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praise His name, He
A7
lifted
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me!
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Now on a higher plane I dwell,
And with my soul I know ’tis well;
Yet how or why, I cannot tell,
He should have lifted me.
Now on a higher plane I dwell,
And with my soul I know ’tis well;
Yet how or why, I cannot tell,
He should have lifted me.
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Now
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on a
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higher
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plane I dwell,
And
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with my
Em-A7
soul I
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know ’tis
D-G
well;
Yet
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how or
D-A
why, I
Bm
cannot
Bm-D
tell,
He
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should have lifted me.
From sinking sand He lifted me,
With tender hand He lifted me,
From shades of night to plains of light,
Oh, praise His name, He lifted me!
A
From
D
sinking sand He
A
lifted me,
With
A7
tender hand He
D
lifted me,
From
D7
shades of night to
G
plains of light,
Oh,
D
praise His name, He
A7
lifted
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me!