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Come, sinners, view the Lamb of God, Wounded and dying, bathed in blood!
Behold His side, and venture near, The well of endless life is here.
 
Here I forget my cares and pains I drink yet still my thirst remains;
The only fountainhead above Can satisfy the thirst of love.
 
His thorns and nails pierce through my heart, In ev’ry groan I bear a part;
I view His wounds with streaming eyes: But see! He bows His head and dies!
 
Oh that I thus could always feel! Lord, more and more Your love reveal!
Then my glad tongue shall loud proclaim The grace and glory of Your name.