| What gift of grace is Jesus my Redeemer
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| There is no more for Heaven now to give
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| He is my joy, my righteousness and freedom
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| My steadfast love, my deep and boundless peace
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| To this I hold, my hope is only Jesus
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| For my life is wholly bound to His
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| Oh, how strange and divine, I can sing, «all is mine»
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| Yet not I but through Christ in me
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| The night is dark but I am not forsaken
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| For by my side the Savior He will stay
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| I labor on in weakness and rejoicing
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| For in my need His power is displayed
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| To this I hold, my Shepherd will defend me
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| Through the deepest valley He will lead
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| Oh, the night has been won and I shall overcome
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| Yet not I but through Christ in me
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| No fate I dread, I know I am forgiven
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| The future sure, the price it has been paid
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| For Jesus bled and suffered for my pardon
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| And He was raised to overthrow the grave
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| To this I hold, my sin has been defeated
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| Jesus now and ever is my plea
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| Oh, the chains are released, I can sing «I am free»
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| Yet not I but through Christ in me
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| With every breath I long to follow Jesus
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| For He has said that He will bring me home
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| And day by day, I know He will renew me
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| Until I stand with joy before the throne
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| To this I hold, my hope is only Jesus
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| All the glory evermore to Him
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| When the race is complete, still my lips shall repeat
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| Yet not I but through Christ in me
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| To this I hold, my hope is only Jesus
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| All the glory evermore to Him
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| When the race is complete, still my lips shall repeat
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| Yet not I but through Christ in me
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| Yet not I but through Christ in me |