O, how divine, how sweet the joy,
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O, how divine, how sweet the joy,When but one sinner turns,And, with an humble, broken heart,His sins and errors mourns!
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Pleased with the news, the saints belowIn songs their tongues employ;Beyond the skies the tidings go,And heaven is filled with joy.
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Well pleased the Father sees and hearsThe conscious sinner's moan;Jesus receives him in his arms,And claims him as his own.