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My hope is built on nothing less

We were held in bondage, toiling down

Jesus has loved me, wonderful Savior

I’m in Christ, now rejoicing

Satisfied

Once I served as slave in Egypt, troubles faced unceasing

Down at the cross where my Savior died

Of Jesus’ sweet affection

Loved with everlasting love

In a low dungeon, hope we had none