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- Christ’s Righteousness Is Perfect Pure, And Seen By God Earth’s Only Cure. All Things Well He Did Secure, And Died To Make Salvation Sure; Then Rose From Death So Lives Endure, For Righteous Praise From God Assure. We Do Our Good For Him Not Your, Notice Of Our Deeds Obscure. We Die To Pride It’s Sin Manure, And Give To Others Like Him Pure; So Boast In Christ Alone Mature, Father’s Rewards Are Our Allure!
« Christ Loved His Enemies Though We Hate, And Turned From God Like Reprobate; In This Is Love He’d Demonstrate, The Wrath Of God In Fullest Weight; Would Fall On Christ To Devastate. He Died For Sinners Rose Up Great, To Change Our Hearts And Kill Our Hate, By Faith Alone New Life Create, And In His Love We Satiate. Now Love Like Him Who’d Liberate, Our Perfect Father Imitate, Who Loves The Good And Bad Who Hate!
Christ Hid Away And Prayed All Night; His Father’s Presence His Delight. Often With Father Out Of Sight, Each Praying Word Of His Was Right. Even On That Night Of Fright, Before He Bore God’s Wrathful Smite, And Died To Save From Hellish Plight, Still Praying There, Forsaken’s Height; But Rose New Life To Give In Light, And Now By Faith We Pray With Might. Each Word For God, His Glory Bright; He Knows Your Needs Before The Fight. He’s Your Reward, Your Chief Delight! »
