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The Saviour bore the tree of death,
To sacrifice his peerless life. |
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I once in gloomy darkness walked,
With blinded heart and mind, |
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Just to Save a Poor Sinner Like Me |
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I was straying, rebellious, far off from my God;
I was vile as a sinner could be. |
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O wand’ring soul, in darkness lost,
Deceived by devils and by men, |
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