| What a Savior my Redeemer
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| Friend of sinners one like me
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| Oh what kindness suffered violence
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| Healed my blindness and set me free
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| Oh what grace I’ve found in You my Jesus
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| That my soul should entertain Your greatness
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| Should this life hold nothing but my Savior
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| I will praise You
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| Always
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| A heaven’s glory clothed in mercy
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| Knew my story yet took my end
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| And Oh what freedom hope like heaven
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| Now forgiven I will rise again
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| Oh what grace I’ve found in You my Jesus
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| That my soul should entertain Your greatness
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| Should this life hold nothing but my Saviour
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| I will praise You
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| Always
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| Oh what grace I’ve found in You my Jesus
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| That my soul should entertain Your greatness
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| Should this life hold nothing but my Saviour
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| I will praise You
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| Always
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| I will praise You
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| Always
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| Should this life I live
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| Hold nothing but the cross where Jesus took my shame
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| Then with arms stretched wide
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| And my head held high
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| My every breath will sing again |