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[Come all who love the slaughter'd Lamb]
Come all who love the slaughter'd Lamb,
And suffer for His cause,
Enjoy with us His sacred shame,
And glory in His cross.
And suffer for His cause,
Enjoy with us His sacred shame,
And glory in His cross.
His welcome cross we daily bear,
Hated, reviled, oppress'd,
We only can His truths declare
Who calls the sufferers bless'd.
Hated, reviled, oppress'd,
We only can His truths declare
Who calls the sufferers bless'd.
Our Master's burden we sustain,
Afflicted for His sake,
In loss, reproach, distress, and pain,
A strange delight we take.
Afflicted for His sake,
In loss, reproach, distress, and pain,
A strange delight we take.
We drink the consecrated cup
Our Saviour drank before,
And fill our Lord's afflictions up,
And triumph in His power.
Our Saviour drank before,
And fill our Lord's afflictions up,
And triumph in His power.
His power is in our weakness shown,
And perfectly display'd;
The strength we feel is not our own,
But flows from Christ our Head.
And perfectly display'd;
The strength we feel is not our own,
But flows from Christ our Head.
With consolations from above
He fills our ravish'd breast,
The Spirit of His glorious love
On every soul doth rest.
He fills our ravish'd breast,
The Spirit of His glorious love
On every soul doth rest.
He takes His suffering people's part,
And sheds His love abroad,
And witnesses with every heart,
Thou art a child of God.
And sheds His love abroad,
And witnesses with every heart,
Thou art a child of God.
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Surely we now believe and feel
Our sins are all forgiven,
The outward and the inward seal
Confirms us heirs of heaven.
Our sins are all forgiven,
The outward and the inward seal
Confirms us heirs of heaven.
Then let us all our burden bear,
To Christ our souls commend,
Joyful His lot on earth to share,
And patient to the end.
To Christ our souls commend,
Joyful His lot on earth to share,
And patient to the end.
Be faithful unto death, He cries,
And I the crown will give:
Amen, the glorious Spirit replies,
We die with Thee to live.
And I the crown will give:
Amen, the glorious Spirit replies,
We die with Thee to live.
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