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Our blest Redeemer ere He breathed
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| 1. | Our blest Redeemer ere He breathed |
| | His tender last farewell ' |
| | A guide, a comforter, bequeathed |
| | With us to dwell. |
| 2. | He came sweet influence to impart, |
| | A gracious, willing guest, |
| | While He can find one humble heart |
| | Wherein to rest. |
| 3. | And His that gentle voice we hear, |
| | Soft as the breath of even, |
| | That checks each fault, that calms each fear |
| | With peace of heav'n. |
| 4. | And every virtue we possess, |
| | And every victory won, |
| | And every thought of holiness, |
| | Are His alone. |
| 5. | Lord, in Thy purity and grace, |
| | Our weakness pitying see; |
| | Oh, make our heart Thy dwelling place, |
| | And worthier Thee. |