When pangs of death seized on my soul, Unto the Lord I cried; Till Jesus came and made me whole, I would not be denied. Chorus I would not be denied, I would not be denied, Till Jesus came and made me whole, I would not be denied. As Jacob in the days of old, I wrestled with the Lord; And instant, with a courage bold, I stood upon His Word . Old Satan said my Lord was gone And would not hear my prayer; But praise the Lord, the work is done, And Christ the Lord is here.مسمار وحربة Eslayman Rab'bi Öv Můj Bůh je můj štít Ողորմե Ինձ, Ողորմե Повій Святим Духом Când sufletul, îmi era trist Det fins et navn There's a pageant of triumph in glory rwḥ zwrhn bbythn
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