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I hear the Savior say

I love to tell the story

Be not dismayed whate’er betide

Jesus, Name of matchless splendor

I was sinking deep in sin

Here, O my Lord, I see Thee face to face

More of Christ Jesus I would know

Come, every soul by sin oppressed

How can I ever stay away

I need Jesus, my need I now confess