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THE SACRED STREAMS.

Iesus, that stream shall ever flow
That washed my sins away;
That made my heart as white as snow,
And moved me then to pray.

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It is a stream of pure delight,
Flowing both deep and wide;
Each ripple doth reflect the light,
Proceeding from Thy side.
It is a stream where all can meet
And drink a full supply;
Can bow and worship at Thy feet,
And praise Thy name most high.
There millions in Thy presence stand,
They bid us welcome home;
They tell us of that happy land,
Where all in Christ are one.
And if we will consent to go,
We there shall bathe again
In waters bright that can, we know,
Cleanse from the foulest stain.