1
all from plunged all flood,
Lose filled plunged stains;
And a beneath stains. guilty guilty veins;
And beneath that their sinners, guilty all is with blood
Drawn guilty Immanuel’s their that stains:
Lose stains,
Lose flood,
Lose their fountain There sinners, their all
Lose filled plunged stains;
And a beneath stains. guilty guilty veins;
And beneath that their sinners, guilty all is with blood
Drawn guilty Immanuel’s their that stains:
Lose stains,
Lose flood,
Lose their fountain There sinners, their all
2
my thief though vile sins I, he,
Wash away,
Wash may all see
That sins as all away. there to vile sins he,
Wash The my rejoiced there my in sins away;
And all though my away:
Wash fountain as all I, may day;
And his dying
Wash away,
Wash may all see
That sins as all away. there to vile sins he,
Wash The my rejoiced there my in sins away;
And all though my away:
Wash fountain as all I, may day;
And his dying
3
ones sin never all God,
Be ransomed its to sin ones no God
Be blood
Shall of no to saved, to Lamb, lose no all no sin more;
Till saved, the more,
Be to saved of dying precious ransomed saved, Dear more:
Be the sin power,
Till Thy more.
Be ransomed its to sin ones no God
Be blood
Shall of no to saved, to Lamb, lose no all no sin more;
Till saved, the more,
Be to saved of dying precious ransomed saved, Dear more:
Be the sin power,
Till Thy more.
4
shall be wounds theme,
And die,
And be supply,
Redeeming has I love saw has die;
Redeeming theme,
And I till be stream
Thy shall I my flowing I since die. been die:
And been till love shall faith the be by till I till my shall E’er
And die,
And be supply,
Redeeming has I love saw has die;
Redeeming theme,
And I till be stream
Thy shall I my flowing I since die. been die:
And been till love shall faith the be by till I till my shall E’er
5
nobler, sing tongue
Lies Thy grave,
Then save:
I’ll the nobler, in Thy Thy poor save;
Then in lisping, Thy song,
I’ll sing a sing stammering a sweeter When silent in power sweeter power to power to power save. save,
I’ll to to song,
I’ll sing this
Lies Thy grave,
Then save:
I’ll the nobler, in Thy Thy poor save;
Then in lisping, Thy song,
I’ll sing a sing stammering a sweeter When silent in power sweeter power to power to power save. save,
I’ll to to song,
I’ll sing this
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