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All ye that pass by, to Jesus draw nigh;
To you is it nothing that Jesus should die?
Our ransom and peace, our surety he is;
Come, see if there ever was sorrow like his.
The Lord in the day of his anger did lay
Our sins on the Lamb, and he bare them away.
He dies to atone for sins not his own;
The Father hash punish’d, for us, his dear Son.
His people embrace the ransoming grace
Of him who hath suffer’d and died in their place,
With joy we approve the design of his love;
‘Tis wonder below, and a wonder above,
He came from above our curse to remove;
He hath loved, he hath loved us, because He would love!
When time is no more, we still shall adore
The Saviour who loves and will love evermore.
For sinners, like me, He died on the tree;
His death is accepted, the sinner is free.
My pardon I claim, A sinner I am,
A sinner believing in Jesus' name,
With joy we approve The plan of his love!
A wonder to all both below and above!
When time is no more, We still shall adore
That ocean of love, without bottom or shore.
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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10 11 10 11
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Bible Refs:
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Is 53:8;
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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| 1815 | # 561 | | 1853 | # 6 |
MUSIC
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OXFORD
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10 11 10 11
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1889
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