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G MET a fairy child, whose golden hair
“ THERE IS NOW NO CONDEMNATION TO THEM WHICH
ARE IN CHRIST JESUS.”
No condemnation! O my soul,
'Tis God that speaks the word ; Perfect in comeliness art thou,
In Christ thy glorious Lord.
In heaven His blood for ever speaks
In God the Father's ear;
Jesus will ever bear.
No condemnation ! precious word !
Consider it, my soul;
His stripes have made me whole.
Teach us, O God, to fix our eyes
On Christ the spotless Lamb,
And glorify Thy name.
“ MY SOUL IS EVEN AS A WEANED CHILD.”
HUMBLE, Lord, my haughty spirit ;
Was my Saviour meek and lowly ?
Teach me, Lord, my true condition ;
Guide me by Thy Holy Spirit ;