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"What must I do," the jailor cries.
"To save my sinking soul?"
"Believe in Christ," the word replies,
"Thy faith shall make thee whole."
Our works are all the works of sin.
Our nature quite deprav'd:
Jesus alone can make us clean;—
By grace are sinners sav'd.
Come, sinners, then, the Saviour trust,
To wash you in his blood;
And change your hearts, subdue your lust,
And bring you home to God.
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8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
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Ac 17:30-31;
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