A Hymn to My Beloved

Lord, who am I that You should call

and set Your love on me?

A rebel ruined by the fall,

now by Your grace set free.

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CHORUS

But we will bless the Lord our God

Who shed His precious blood.

From this time forth, for ever more,

we’ll praise You and adore.

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My soul was slipping into death,

and yet I fled the light.

You touched my eyes and, with Your breath,

spoke truth and gave me sight.

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I felt the heavy cords of guilt

break at Your powerful word.

I saw the place Your blood was spilt

and owned You King and Lord.

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CHORUS

But we will bless the Lord our God

who shed His precious blood.

From This time forth, for ever more,

we’ll praise You and adore.

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You satisfy my hungry soul

and fill me with Your love:

the things that make my spirit whole

and turn my eyes above.

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