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I love the church of God,
The house that Jesus built,
And purchased by the precious blood,
For us He freely spilt.
Upon the sure foundation,
Not laid by human hand,
The glorious Rock, Christ Jesus,
The church shall ever stand.
Thou blessed bride of Christ!
Oh, lovely one, so pure!
Eternity adds bliss to bliss;
Thy happiness is sure.
Redeemed by Christ alone,
Cleansed in His precious blood;
Secure while endless ages roll,
Kept by the pow’r of God.
The Bridegroom soon will come,
His bride arrayed in white,
Unto Himself He will receive,
To dwell in endless light.
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