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Unclean, of life and heart unclean,
How shall I in his sight appear?
Conscious of my inveterate sin,
I blush and tremble to draw near;
Yet, through the garment of his word,
I humbly seek to touch my Lord.
Turn then, thou good Physician, turn,
Thou source of unexhausted love,
Sole Comforter of souls forlorn,
Who only canst my plague remove,
O cast a pitying look on me
Who dare not lift mine eyes to thee!
Yet will I in my God confide,
Who mildly comes to meet my soul;
I wait to feel thy blood applied,
Thy blood applied shall make me whole;
And lo! I trust thy gracious power
To touch, to heal me - in this hour.
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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8 8 8 8 8 8
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Bible Refs:
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Mt 9:20-22;
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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Year
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Song #
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| 1889 | # 779 |
MUSIC
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Name:
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ADMAH
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8 8 8 8 8 8
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LIST OF MUSIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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Key
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