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Come to the blood-stained tree;
The Victim bleeding lies;
God sets the sinner free,
Since Christ, a ransom, dies.
The Spirit will apply
His blood to cleanse thy stain;
Oh, burdened soul, draw nigh,
For none can come in vain!
Dark though thy guilt appear,
And deep its crimson stain,
There's boundless mercy here,
Oh, do not still disdain.
Look not within for peace,
Within, there's nought to cheer;
Look up, and find release
From sin, and self, and fear.
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6 6 6 6
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Dates:
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Bible Refs:
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Rev 22:17;
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MUSIC
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ALL TO CHRIST I OWE
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6 6 6 6
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