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Oh, how blessèd is God’s gospel,
Come to save the suff’ring world;
Christ’s redemption heals our sickness;
In His stripes is pow’r unfurled.
Come to save the suff’ring world;
Christ’s redemption heals our sickness;
In His stripes is pow’r unfurled.
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Praise the Savior’s full redemption,
Saving suff’rers in the world;
Praise the Savior, my Physician;
By His stripes I have been healed.
Saving suff’rers in the world;
Praise the Savior, my Physician;
By His stripes I have been healed.
Praise the Savior’s full redemption,
Saving suff’rers in the world;
Praise the Savior, my Physician;
By His stripes I have been healed.
Saving suff’rers in the world;
Praise the Savior, my Physician;
By His stripes I have been healed.
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Whosoever would beseech Him,
All will surely welcomed be.
Sickness causes me to seek Him;
By His stripes, His pow’r heals me.
All will surely welcomed be.
Sickness causes me to seek Him;
By His stripes, His pow’r heals me.
Whosoever would beseech Him,
All will surely welcomed be.
Sickness causes me to seek Him;
By His stripes, His pow’r heals me.
All will surely welcomed be.
Sickness causes me to seek Him;
By His stripes, His pow’r heals me.
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Praise Him for His ointment holy—
’Tis the Spirit, gift outpoured;
O Lord, lay Your hands upon me;
By Your stripes, a cure afford.
’Tis the Spirit, gift outpoured;
O Lord, lay Your hands upon me;
By Your stripes, a cure afford.
Praise Him for His ointment holy—
’Tis the Spirit, gift outpoured;
O Lord, lay Your hands upon me;
By Your stripes, a cure afford.
’Tis the Spirit, gift outpoured;
O Lord, lay Your hands upon me;
By Your stripes, a cure afford.
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When come flaming darts from Satan,
Be our sure defending shield.
We shall reach our destination,
For Your stripes have pow’r to heal.
Be our sure defending shield.
We shall reach our destination,
For Your stripes have pow’r to heal.
When come flaming darts from Satan,
Be our sure defending shield.
We shall reach our destination,
For Your stripes have pow’r to heal.
Be our sure defending shield.
We shall reach our destination,
For Your stripes have pow’r to heal.
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Lord, I offer all my members
Glory unto Thee to yield;
Let me evermore remember—
In Your stripes is pow’r to heal.
Glory unto Thee to yield;
Let me evermore remember—
In Your stripes is pow’r to heal.
Lord, I offer all my members
Glory unto Thee to yield;
Let me evermore remember—
In Your stripes is pow’r to heal.
Glory unto Thee to yield;
Let me evermore remember—
In Your stripes is pow’r to heal.
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