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[O how kind and condescending]
Then saith He to Thomas, Reach hither thy, &c.
—xx. 27.
O how kind and condescending
Is the sinner's Friend to me;
Ready with His balm attending
On my soul's infirmity!
The fresh tokens of His passion
He sets forth before my eyes,
Gives me many a demonstration
Of His life above the skies.
Is the sinner's Friend to me;
Ready with His balm attending
On my soul's infirmity!
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He sets forth before my eyes,
Gives me many a demonstration
Of His life above the skies.
Jesus, Thee my God and Saviour
By those open scars I own,
Conscious of Thy love and favour,
Freely saved by grace alone;
Daily all my sins forgiving
Peace Divine Thy words impart,
“Be not faithless but believing”
Speaks Thy life into my heart.
By those open scars I own,
Conscious of Thy love and favour,
Freely saved by grace alone;
Daily all my sins forgiving
Peace Divine Thy words impart,
“Be not faithless but believing”
Speaks Thy life into my heart.
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