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O Joy of the justified,
joy of the free!
I’m washed in that crimson tide
opened for me;
In Christ, my Redeemer,
rejoicing I stand,
And point to the print
of the nails in His hand.
O sing of His mighty love,
Sing of His mighty love,
Sing of His mighty love,
Mighty to save!
Lord Jesus, the crucified,
now Thou art mine:
Though once a lost sinner,
yet now I am Thine;
In conscious salvation
I sing of His grace,
Who lifts now upon me
the smile of His face.
O sing of His mighty love,
Sing of His mighty love,
Sing of His mighty love,
Mighty to save!
Lord Jesus, my Saviour,
I’ll still sing of Thee,
Yes, sing of Thy precious blood
poured out for me;
And when in the mansions
of glory above,
I’ll praise and adore
Thine unchangeable love.
O sing of His mighty love,
Sing of His mighty love,
Sing of His mighty love,
Mighty to save!
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