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LIFE EVERLASTING |
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2 Oh, Christ, He is the fountain,
The deep, sweet well of love! I The streams of earth I've tasted;
More deep I'l drink above. I There to an ocean fullness
His mercy doth expand, And glory, glory dwelleth
In Emmanuel's land.
3 With mercy and with judgment
My web of time He wove, And aye the dews of sorrow Were lustred with His love; |
I'll bless the hand that guided, I'll bless the heart that planned
When throned where glory dwelleth In Emmanuel's land.
4 The bride eyes not her garment,
But her dear bridegroom's face; I will not gaze at glory,
But on my King of grace; Not at the crown He giveth,
But on His pierced hand: The Lamb is all the glory
Of Emmanuel's land.
Anne R. Cousin, 1857 |
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