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| Text: | The Blood of Sprinkling |
| Author: | Berridge |
1 Dear dying Friend, we look on thee,
And own our foul offences here;
We built thy cross on Calvary,
And nailed and pierced thy body there.
2 Yet, let the blood our hands have spilt
Be sprinkled on each guilty heart,
To purge the conscience well from guilt,
And everlasting life impart.
3 So will we sing thy lovely name,
For grace so rich and freely given;
And tell thy love, and tell our shame,
That one we murdered gives us heaven.
| Text Information | |
|---|---|
| First Line: | Dear dying Friend, we look on thee |
| Title: | The Blood of Sprinkling |
| Author: | Berridge |
| Meter: | L. M. |
| Language: | English |
| Publication Date: | 1844 |
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