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THROUGH FAVOR OF OUR GOD

I’ll live because Christ died for me,
And lives again to set me free
From imperfection and from death,
Through favor of our God.

No fear of death can bring me care,
His robe of righteousness I wear;
My sin is covered, praise the Lord,
Through favor of our God.

I’ve passed from death to newer life,
I’m reckoned with the Bride, His wife,
I wait the call to join the feast,
Through favor of our God.

I’ll reap with Him while yet I may,
And follow in the narrow way;
From tares I’ll separate the wheat,
Through favor of our God.

I’ll see Him as He is, and reign
With Him till thousand years shall wane,
In giving life to countless dead,
Through favor of our God.

The “little flock,” exalted then,
With Christ, their Head, shall draw all men
To Him, with golden cords of love,
Through favor of our God.

The King’s highway of holiness,
Will soon be opened up to bless
The human race with lasting life,
Through favor of our God.

The earth like Eden then shall bloom,
And sin and sorrow find no room,
For one and all shall know the Lord,
Through favor of our God.—HENRY FITCH.

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— April 1, 1893 —