 | Jack Todd - 2008 - 482 páginas
...as the wagons lurched westward, their voices carrying across the prairie: Rock of Ages, deft for me, Let me hide myself in Thee; Let the water and the blood, From Thy wounded side which flowed, Be of sin the double cure, Save from wrath and make me pure. Eb thought... | |
 | Joan B. Smith - 2008 - 90 páginas
...me, Let me hide myself in Thee. Let the water ana the blood, from Thy wounded side which nowcd, &e of sin the double cure, Save from wrath and make me pure. Nothii I hand I brir, in mij nana i oring, Simply to Thy cross I cling; Naked come to Thee for dress,... | |
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ROCK of Ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in Thee ! Let the water and the blood, From Thy riven side which flowed, Be of sin the double cure, Cleanse me from its guilt and power. 
