He saw me sinking in distress,
And flew to my relief,
For me He bore the shameful cross,
And carried all my grief.


To Him I owe my life and breath
And all the joys I have,
He makes me triumph over death,
And saves me from the grave.

To heav’n the place of His abode,
He brings my weary feet;
Shows me the glories of my God,
And makes my joys complete.


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