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| O how sweet the glorious message | simple faith may | claim |
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| Yesterday, today, forever | Jesus is the same. |
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| Still He loves to | save the sinful, | heal the sick and | lame |
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| Cheer the mourner, still the tempest, | glory | to His N | ame. |
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| Yesterday, to | day, forever, | Jesus is the | same. |
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| All may change, but | Jesus never! | Glory to His | Name! |
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| Glory | to His | Name! Glory to His | Name! |
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| All may change, but | Jesus never! | Glory to | His Name | ! |
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| He, who was the Friend of sinners | , seeks the lost | one now |
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| Sinner come, and at His fo | otstool penitently bow |
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| He Who said "I'll | not condemn thee, | go and sin no mor | e," |
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| Speaks to thee that word of pardon as | in day | s of yor | e. |
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| Oft on earth He healed the suffer | er by His mighty | hand |
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| Still our sicknesses and s | orrows go at His command |
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| He who gave His he | aling virtue | to a woman's touc | h |
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| To the faith that claims His fullness | still | will giv | e as much. |
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| As of old He walked to Emmaus, | with them to abi | de |
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| So through all life's way | He walketh ever near our side |
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| Soon again we shal | l behold Him, | Hasten Lord the da | y |
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| But twill still be this same Jesus | as He | went awa | y. |