233 ~ Jesus, To Thee I Now Can Fly
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Jesus, to thee I now can fly, On whom my help is laid; Oppressed by sins, I lift my eye, And see the shadows fade.
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Believing on my Lord, I find A sure and present aid; On thee alone my constant mind Be every moment stayed.
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Whate'er in me seems wise, or good, Or strong, I here disclaim; I wash my garments in the blood Of the atoning Lamb.
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Jesus, my Strength, my Life, my Rest, On thee will I depend, Till summoned to the marriage-feast, When faith in sight shall end.