Luke_2-11: For unto you is born this day in the city of David a Saviour, which is Christ the Lord.
I’ve A Saviour, Kind and Tender
I’ve a savior full of grace
And a smile of winning sweetness
Ever beams upon his face
In my heart’s shrine of affection
He shall hold the highest place.
How I love him! How I love him
Since for me he bled and died
How I loved him, yes I love him
More than all the world beside.
For my sake he came from heaven
To this world of sin and shame
Bore my guilt, though he was
And though blameless, took my blame
Can I ever cease to love him
And his goodness to proclaim?
Though I’ve often been unworthy
He has constant been and true
Though I wronged him, he forgave me
When I would my vows renew
Though I spurned…
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