Lord, my sin, it grieves me so. How I long for my Lord to come. Bless my God who clothes me bright, wraps me pure in heav'n's Great Light. Spotless Lamb made sin for me. God, Great Judge, just always be. Sealed on high with Christ's Great Pledge never more shall death I dread. One with Him, I stand secure, Safe in Triune hands I'm sure. Christ's great merits giv'n to me. I now hear Him say, "Whom I'm pleased." Long to see the skies burn bright, heaven's hosts all clothed in white. See the King, His vic'try won. Come, pure Bride behold the Son.Благодарю Тебя Создатель мой Ho bisogno di te Men, men toʻpolonchiman Бардыгын кармап туруучу Oltár Giù la rete Сазъмън Телиндесин Иса Рəббимдир Мəним Ҝүҹүм انت هو صخر الرجاء snyn ʿdt ʿlynạ
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