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On the brink of fiery ruin,
Justice, with a flaming sword.
Was my guilty soul pursuing
When I first beheld my Lord.
Terrified with Sinai's thunder,
Straight I flew to Calvary,
Where I saw with love and wonder,
Him by faith who died for me.
“Sinner,” he exclaimed, “ I've loved thee
With an everlasting love;
Justice has in me approved thee;
Thou shall dwell with me above.”
Sweet as angels' notes in heaven,
When to golden harps they sound,
Is the voice of sins forgiven,
To the soul by satan bound.
Sweet as angels' harps in glory,
Was that heavenly voice to me,
When I saw my Lord before me
Bleed and die to get me free!
Saints, attend with holy wonder!
Sinners, hear and sing his praise?
'Tis the God that holds the thunder
Shows himself the God of grace!
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8 7 8 7
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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SICILIAN MARINERS
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8 7 8 7
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LIST OF MUSIC SOURCES
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| # 316 | E | | # 1048 | E | | # 189 | Eb | | # 765 | Eb | | # 235 | E |
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