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Jesus, my life, Thyself apply

Love Divine, all love excelling

When Christ once died on Calvary

Deep in me, Lord, mark Thou Thy holy Cross

In the multitude he lay there

Not I, but Christ be honored, loved, exalted

If we neglect the gospel

Jesus, Thy life is mine

Father, let Thy kingdom come

Redeemed—how I love to proclaim it