Thou dear Redeemer, dying Lamb
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Thou dear Redeemer, dying Lamb,I love to hear of thee;No music 's like thy charming name,Nor half so sweet can be.
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O let me ever hear thy voiceIn mercy to me speak;In thee, my Priest, will I rejoice,And thy salvation seek.
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My Jesus shall be still my themeWhile in this world I stay;I 'll sing my Jesus' lovely nameWhile all things else decay.
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When I appear in yonder cloud,With all thy favored throng,Then will I sing more sweet, more loud,And Christ shall be my song.