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Jesus, once for sinners slain,
From the dead was rais'd again!
And in heav'n is now sat down
With his Father on his throne.
There he reigns, a King supreme;
We shall also reign with him;
Feeble souls, be not dismay'd;
Trust in his almighty aid.
He hath made an end of sin;
And his blood has wash'd us clean;
Fear not; he is ever near;
Now, e'en now, he's with us here.
Thus assembling, we, by faith,
Till he come, show forth his death;
Of his flesh this loaf's the sign,
And we view his blood in wine.
Saints on earth, with saints above,
Celebrate his dying love:
And let every ransom'd soul
Sound his praise from pole to pole.
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7 7 7 7
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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| 1853 | # 15 |
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