Friday, April 6, 2012

Still the Atoning Blood is Near

Still the small inward voice I hear,
That whispers all my sins forgiven;
Still the atoning blood is near,
That quenched the wrath of hostile Heaven.


Amazing love! How can it be,
That Thou, my God, shouldst die for me?
Amazing love! How can it be,
That Thou, my God, shouldst die for me?


from "And Can It Be That I Should Gain"
by Charles Wesley, 1738

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