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1.
Come, happy souls, approach your God
With new melodious songs;
Come, tender to Almighty grace
The tributes of your tongues.
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2.
So strange, so boundless was the love
That pitied dying men,
The Father sent his equal Son
To give him life again.
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3.
Thy hands, dear Jesus, were not armed
With a revenging rod:
No hard commission to perform
The vengeance of a God.
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4.
But all was mercy, all was mild,
And wrath forsook the throne,
When Christ on the kind errand came,
And brought salvation down.
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5.
Here, sinners, you may heal your wounds,
And wipe your sorrows dry;
Trust in the mighty Savior's name,
And you shall never die.
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6.
See, dearest Lord, our willing souls
Accept thine offered grace,
We bless the great Redeemer's love,
And give the Father praise.
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