O Lord, I am not worthy That Thou should'st come to me, But speak the words of comfort, My spirit healed shall be. O Lord, Thou art all holy, The angels Thee adore; How, then, ought I sincerely My wrongs and sins deplore! But when Thou soon wilt enter My heart, my sinful heart, Then heal me, be my shelter, For Thou my Savior art. O Lord, how can I thank Thee For such a gift as this? A gift which truly filleth My soul with heav'nly bliss! I praise Thee, I extol Thee, I love Thee O my Sire, Till once in joy and glory, In heav'n I Thee admire.روژِن پووچ Gioia porteremo Иисус так нежно зовет Abba Vater Kajúcne so slzami Кръвта На Исус أزمة وهتعدي Аз съм изцерен Жас кезімнен мені сақтап жүрдің Сен Sweet heaven in view
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