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404b Redeeming Love

Sweet rivers of redeeming love,
Lie just before mine eye.
Had I the pinions of a dove,
I'd to those rivers fly!

Superior to my pain I'd rise,
With joy outstrip the wind,
I'd cross o'er Jordan's stormy waves
And leave this world behind.

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