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The African Methodist Episcopal hymn and tune book adapted to the doctrine and usages of the Church.

(1898)

p. 130

JUSTIFICATION AND ADOPTION.
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I ( ) how happy are they,
Who the Saviour obey,
And have laid up their treasure above!
Tongue can never express
The sweet comfort and peace
Of a soul in its earliest love.
2 That sweet comfort was mine,
When the favor divine
I received through the blood of the Lamb!
When my heart first believed.
What a joy I received,
What a heaven in Jesus's name!
3 'Twas a heaven below
My dear Redeemer to know,
And the angels could do nothing more,
Than to fall at his feet,
And the story repeat,
And the Lover of sinners adore.
4 Jesus all the day long
Wras my joy and my song:
O that all his salvation might see!
"He hath loved me," I cried,
"He hath suffered and died,
To redeem even rebels like me."
5 O the rapturous height
Of that holy delight
Which I felt in the life-giving blood!
Of my Saviour possessed,
I was perfectly blest,
As if filled with the fullness of God.
6 Now my remnant of days,
Will I spend in his praise,
Who hath died my poor soul to redeem.
Whether many or few,
All my days are his due,
May they all be devoted to him.
Charles ll'esley.
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