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| Our blest Redeemer ere He breathed 
 
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|  | 1. | Our blest Redeemer ere He breathed | 
|  |  | His tender last farewell ' | 
|  |  | A guide, a comforter, bequeathed | 
|  |  | With us to dwell. | 
|  | 2. | He came sweet influence to impart, | 
|  |  | A gracious, willing guest, | 
|  |  | While He can find one humble heart | 
|  |  | Wherein to rest. | 
|  | 3. | And His that gentle voice we hear, | 
|  |  | Soft as the breath of even, | 
|  |  | That checks each fault, that calms each fear | 
|  |  | With peace of heav'n. | 
|  | 4. | And every virtue we possess, | 
|  |  | And every victory won, | 
|  |  | And every thought of holiness, | 
|  |  | Are His alone. | 
|  | 5. | Lord, in Thy purity and grace, | 
|  |  | Our weakness pitying see; | 
|  |  | Oh, make our heart Thy dwelling place, | 
|  |  | And worthier Thee. |