Forever here my rest shall be
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Forever here my rest shall be,Close to thy bleeding side;This all my hope and all my plea:"For me the Saviour died."
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My dying Saviour, and my God,Thou Fount for guilt and sin,Apply to me thy precious blood,And cleanse, and keep me clean.
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Wash me, and make me thus thine own;Wash me, and mine thou art;Wash me, but not my feet alone,—My hands, my head, my heart.
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The atonement of thy blood apply,Till faith to sight improve;Till hope in full fruition die,And all my soul be love.