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Hark! the herald angels sing

Christ my very peace is

Oh, the bitter shame and sorrow

For every sin however deep (Alternate Tune)

I prostrate, Lord, before Thee

How beauteous were the marks divine

How we love the glorious name

Gracious Lord, Thy name I AM is

Drink! A river pure and clear that’s flowing from the throne

Jesus Himself drew near