| On yonder hill, the darkness flew
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| The morning broke in light and dew
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| When day had come again anew
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| All we sinners sang
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| In muck and mire our wretched souls
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| Had fallen to the depths below
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| Hell deserved, but there was hope
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| All we sinners sang
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| Saved, we are saved
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| The gates of heaven wide open
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| Saved, we are saved
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| The keys to the grave have been stolen
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| What could ever pay the cost?
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| On Calvary’s hill there rose a cross
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| And could it be that evil lost?
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| All we sinners sang and all we sinners sang
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| Saved, we are saved
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| The gates of heaven wide open
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| Saved, we are saved
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| The keys to the grave have been stolen
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| The crimson river, like a flood
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| Came washing over all of us
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| It swallowed sin and death right up
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| And all we sinners sang
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| Yeah, all we sinners sang
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| Saved, we are saved
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| The gates of heaven wide open
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| Saved, we are saved
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| The keys to the grave have been stolen
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| On yonder hill, where darkness flew
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| The morning breaks in light and dew
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| Day has come again anew
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| All we sinners sang |