Jesus, the Lord of glory, died
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Jesus, the Lord of glory, diedThat we might never die;And now he reigns supreme, to guideHis people to the sky.
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Weak though we are, he still is near,To lead, console, defend;In all our sorrow, all our fear,Our all-sufficient Friend.
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From his high throne of grace he deignsOur every prayer to heed;Bears with our folly, soothes our pains,Supplies our every need.