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Now to the Lord that makes us know
His great, his unexpected love,
Be ceaseless honours paid below,
And nobler services above.
Bearing our curse he shed his blood
To obtain pardon of our sins;
His love restores the lost to God,
Our hearts renew, our safety wins.
At length in glory he will come,
All heaven and earth their King will own;
And saints, arising from the tomb,
Will crowd triumphant round his throne.
To Jesus, our atoning Priest,
To Jesus, our Almighty King,
Let all from guilt and sin released
Their tribute of affection bring.
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