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And may I hope that when no more
My pulse shall beat with life below,
I shall the God of grace adore,
And all the bliss of glory know?
I, who deserve no place but hell.
No portion but devouring fire,
Shall I with Christ my Savior dwell,
Possessed of all I now desire?
Will Jesus own a wretch like me,
And tell to saints and angels round,
That when he suffered on the tree,
My sins did cause his ev'ry wound?
He will! I read it in his word,
And in my heart the witness feel;
I shall be with, and like my Lord,
Though sin oppose, in league with hell.
I shall be with Him when he comes
Triumphant down the pathless skies;
And when his voice breaks up the tombs,
Among his children I shall rise.
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Will Jesus own a wretch like me,
And tell to saints and angels round,
That when he suffered on the tree,
My sins augmented ev'ry wound?
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8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
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| # 617 | D | | # 572 | E | | # 290 | Eb | | # 418 | Eb | | # 311 | F | | # 683 | F | | # 834 | No key | | # 224 | Eb | | # 773 | Eb |
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