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Oh, how sweet the glorious message simple faith may claim:
Yesterday, today, forever, Jesus is the same;
Still He loves to save the sinful, heal the sick and lame,
Cheer the mourner, still the tempest, Glory to His name!
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Yesterday, today, forever, Jesus is the same,
All may change, but Jesus never 梘 lory to His name!
Glory to His name! Glory to His name!
All may change, but Jesus never, Glory to His name!
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He who was the friend of sinners seeks the lost one now:
Sinner, come, and at His footstool penitently bow;
He who said, "I'll not condemn thee, go and sin no more,"
Speaks to thee that word of pardon as in days of yore.
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Oft on earth He healed the suff'rer by His mighty hand:
Still our sicknesses and sorrows go at His command;
He who gave His healing virtue to a woman's touch
To the faith that claims His fullness still will give as much.
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As He walked once to Emmaus, with them to abide,
So through all life's way He walketh ever near our side;
Soon again we shall behold Him -- hasten, Lord, the day --
But 'Twill still be this same Jesus as He went away.
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O how sweet the glorious message
Author: Albert B. Simpson
Tune: [O how sweet the glorious message simple faith may claim]