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All I have in Adam is but sin and death

O doubting, struggling Christian

Of Him whence grace and truth did spring

Come and dine

Not by wrestling, but by clinging

God was born a human being

Through the Cross, O Lord, I pray

He’s the vine and we’re the branches

A mighty flowing-out is God

We have come, we have come to the house of God