Nought, nought I count as pleasure
Nought, nought I count as pleasure, Compared, 0 Christ, with Thee; Thy sorrow without measure Earned peace and joy for me. I love to own, Lord Jesus, Thy claims o'er me and mine; Bought with Thy blood most precious, Whose can I be but Thee?
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