Christ, who came my soul to save
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Christ, who came my soul to save,Entered Jordan's yielding wave,Rose from out the crystal flood,Owned and sealed the Son of GodBy the Father's voice of love,By the heaven-descending dove;Saviour, Pattern, guide for me,I, like him, baptized would be.
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In the garden, o'er his soulSorrow's whelming waves did roll;And on Calvary's cruel tree,Jesus bowed in death for me.I with him am crucified;All my hope is—he hath died;At his feet my place I take,Bear the cross for his dear sake.
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In the new-made tomb he lay,Taking all its dread away;Burst he through its rock-bound door,Glorious now and evermore.I with Christ would buried beIn this rite required of me,—Rising from the mystic flood,Living hence anew to God.