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Made clean in that dear tide
 Fit ev'n for Thee I am;
My heart of hearts thus purified
 Accept, O Spotless Lamb!

And when beyond earth's sigh
 With Thy redeemed I am,
In realms whose one supernal light
 Thou art, O Spotless Lamb,—

When with Thy joy and peace
Pure-clad and crowned I am,
 How shall I sing, nor ever cease,
 Thy love, O Spotless Lamb!