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Christ delivered me when bound,
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| 1. | Christ delivered me when bound, |
| | And when bleeding, healed my wound; |
| | Sought me wand'ring, set me right, |
| | Turned my darkness into light. |
| 2. | Can a woman's tender care |
| | Cease towards the child she bare? |
| | Yes, she may forgetful be; |
| | Yet will He remember me. |
| 3. | His is an unchanging love, |
| | Higher than the heights above; |
| | Deeper than the depths beneath, |
| | Free and faithful, strong as death. |
| 4. | I shall see His glory soon, |
| | When the work of grace is done; |
| | Partner of His throne shall be; |
| | Such is His great love for me! |
| 5. | Lord, it is my chief complaint |
| | That my love is weak and faint; |
| | Yet I love Thee, and adore: |
| | Oh, for grace to love Thee more. |