| Song | I Thirst Thou Wounded Lamb |
| Album | Our Great Redeemer’s Praise |
| Genre | Traditional Christian Hymns |
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| Tags | I Thirst Thou Wounded Lamb |
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I Thirst, Thou Wounded Lamb Of God,
To Wash Me In Thy Cleansing Blood,
To Dwell Within Thy Wounds; Then Pain
Is Sweet, And Life Or Death Is Gain.
Take My Poor Heart And Let It Be
For Ever Closed To All But Thee;
Seal Thou My Breast, And Let Me Wear
That Pledge Of Love For Ever There.
How Blest Are They Who Still Abide
Close Sheltered In Thy Bleeding Side,
Who Life And Strength Do Thence Derive,
And For Thee Fight, And In Thee Live.
O Conquering Jesus, Saviour Thou,
To Thee, Lo! All Our Souls We Bow;
To Thee Our Hearts And Hands We Give;
Thine We Will Die, Thine We Will Live.
