Sweet rivers of redeeming love
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Sweet rivers of redeeming loveI see before me lie;Had I the pinions of a dove,I 'd to those rivers fly.
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I 'd rise superior to my pain,With joy outstrip the wind;I 'd cross bold Jordan's stormy main,And leave the world behind.
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A few more days, or years at most,My troubles will be o'er;I hope to join the heavenly hostOn Canaan's happy shore.
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My rapturous soul shall drink and feastIn love's unbounded sea:The glorious hope of endless restIs ravishing to me.
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O, come, my Saviour, come away,And bear me to the sky!Nor let thy chariot wheels delay;Make haste and bring it nigh.
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I long to see thy glorious face,And in thine image shine;To triumph in victorious grace,And be forever thine.