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I love my Savior, God,
because He first love me;
Because He shed His precious blood
to set my spirit free.
'Twas love my bosom felt,
and made me wipe mine eyes,
When Low before His throne I knelt,
To pour my feeble cries.
Touched by His dying love,
I melted into grief,
Swift on the wings of love He moved,
And bro't me sweet relief.
With my whole heart I love
the God that loved and bled;
Who left the shining realms above,
And suffered in my stead.
Who can forbear to love
a God so good and kind?
Sure He is worthy to be loved
By me and all mankind.
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