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I have found a precious resting place
In the shelter of redeeming grace;
Here with joy I see my Savior’s face,
Under the atoning blood.
Under the atoning blood of the Lamb,
Under the atoning blood of the Lamb,
Safely I am hiding, constantly abiding,
Under the atoning blood.
Where shall I the praise of Christ begin?
Gone the heavy burden of my sin!
Grace has changed the world I’m living in,
Under the atoning blood.
Under the atoning blood of the Lamb,
Under the atoning blood of the Lamb,
Safely I am hiding, constantly abiding,
Under the atoning blood.
Evil shall not here my soul ensnare;
Tenderly I’m kept with jealous care.
Jesus walks beside me everywhere,
Under the atoning blood.
Under the atoning blood of the Lamb,
Under the atoning blood of the Lamb,
Safely I am hiding, constantly abiding,
Under the atoning blood.
Now its healing power makes me whole;
Through its merit Jesus saves my soul.
Savior, keep me while the ages roll
Under the atoning blood.
Under the atoning blood of the Lamb,
Under the atoning blood of the Lamb,
Safely I am hiding, constantly abiding,
Under the atoning blood.
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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9 9 9 7 and refrain
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Dates:
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1918
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Bible Refs:
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Lev 17:11;
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MUSIC
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Name:
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UNDER THE ATONING BLOOD
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Meter:
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9 9 9 7 and refrain
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1918
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