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Thou art full well pleased
 With Thy spotless Lamb;
And Thy Spirit tells me
 What, O God, I am!

Lost, abhorred, and loathsome,
 Leprous and unclean;
Yet, enrobed in Jesus,
 I am spotless seen.
Oh, the weight of glory
 It is mine to share!
Even now He calls me
 "Altogether fair."

Lo, I see Thee, Jesus,
 Ransom of my soul!
Hast Thou not redeemed me?
 Let the thunders roll.
Can the law convict me?
 Thou hast set me free!
Back, thou wily Tempter,
 Jesus died for me.

Bend, oh, bend my will, Lord!
 This—my only aim;
For in light or darkness
 Thou art still the same.