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Oh, who is this that cometh
From Edom’s crimson plain,
With wounded side, with garments dyed?
Oh, tell me now Thy name.
“I that saw thy soul’s distress,
A ransom gave;
I that speak in righteousness,
Mighty to save!”
Mighty to save! Mighty to save!
Lord, I’ll trust Thy wondrous love,
“Mighty to save!”
Oh, why is Thine apparel
So very deeply dyed?—
Like them that tread the winepress red?
Oh, why this crimson tide?
“I the winepress trod alone,
‘Neath dark’ning skies;
of the people there was none
Mighty to save!”
Mighty to save! Mighty to save!
Lord, I’ll trust Thy wondrous love,
“Mighty to save!”
Oh bleeding Lamb, my Saviour,
How couldst Thou bear this shame?
With mercy fraught, Thine arm hath hast brought
Salvation in Thy name!
“I the victory have won,
Conquered the grave:
Now the year of joy has come,—
Mighty to save!”
Mighty to save! Mighty to save!
Lord, I’ll trust Thy wondrous love,
“Mighty to save!”
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