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I am the Lord that healeth thee

Recall how David swore

Spring up, well, with water

Lower and lower, dear Lord, at Thy feet

Since Thy departure from Olivet’s Mountain

There is a healing branch that grows

God intends that all His being

You walked alone, the cross’s narrow way

Anywhere with Jesus I can safely go

Join all the glorious names