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Come humble sinner in whose breast A thousand thoughts revolve, Come, with your guilt and fear oppressed, And make this last resolve (Chorus) |
Come, humble Sinner, in whose Breast, Stanza 1 |
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Chorus |
We're marching through Immanuel's ground, And soon shall hear the trumpet sound, And then all shall with Jesus reign, And never, never part again. What? never part again. No, never part again. And soon shall hear the trumpet sound, And never, never part again. |