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O Lord, You’ve called to us, and Canaan we would win

In eternity, in the beginning

Olives that have known no pressure

All praise to Him who reigns on high

I had a debt I could not pay

Trust Him when thy wants are many

Alas! and did my Savior bleed

When I am in the natural man

Earthen vessel I was made

A ruler once came to Jesus by night (revised)