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Not I—the Lord be honored, loved, exalted

The Son of God goes forth to war

Under an eastern sky

No mortal tongue can e’er describe

Jesus is all the world to me

If it die, oh, hear the message

In the Word of God I found it

Of the Spirit born in spirit

Laboring on Jesus, the good land so real

Have you been to Jesus for the cleansing pow’r