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<h2>OUR BLEST REDEEMER, ERE HE BREATHED</h2>
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<p align="center"><h3>“If I go not away, the Comforter will not come unto you; but if I depart, I will send Him unto you.” John 16:7</h3></p>
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<center><b>Hymns Supplied Through the Gracious Generosity<br>of the </b><a href="http://www.hymntime.com/tch/" target = "_blank"><b>Cyber Hymnal Website</b></a><br><br><a href="./hymns/hymns_html/cyberhymnal_info.html" target = "_blank">Information about Cyber Hymnal Website</a></center>
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<td><img src="./hymns/hymns_img/img_d_y_dykes_jb.jpg" alt="John Bacchus Dykes (1823-1876)" width="133.333333333333" height="200"></td>
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<td><em>Words:</em> <a href="./hymns/hymns_bio/bio_a_u_auber_h.html" target="_blank">Harriet Auber</a>, <em>Spirit of the Psalms</em>, 1829.
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<p><em>Music:</em> “St. Cuthbert,” <a href="./hymns/hymns_bio/bio_d_y_dykes_jb.html" target="_blank">John Bacchus Dykes</a>, 1861 </p><p><table><tr><td><a href="./hymns/hymns_mid/mid_s_t_stcuthbt.mid" target = "_blank"><img border=0 src="./hymns/hymns_img/notes.gif"><br><b>Play MIDI</b></a></td><td> </td><td><a href="./hymns/hymns_html/score_info.html" target = "_blank"><b>Link to obtain<br>musical score info</b></a></td></tr></table></p>
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<p>Our blest Redeemer, ere He breathed<br>
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His tender last farewell,<br>
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A Guide, a Comforter, bequeathed<br>
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With us to dwell.</p>
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<p>He came in tongues of living flame<br>
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To teach, convince, subdue,<br>
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All powerful as the wind He came<br>
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As viewless too.</p>
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<p>He came sweet influence to impart,<br>
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A gracious, willing Guest,<br>
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While He can find one humble heart<br>
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Wherein to rest.</p>
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<p>And His that gentle voice we hear,<br>
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Soft as the breath of even,<br>
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That checks each fault, that calms each fear,<br>
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And speaks of Heav’n.</p>
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<p>And every virtue we possess,<br>
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And every conquest won,<br>
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And every thought of holiness,<br>
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Are His alone.</p>
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<p>Spirit of purity and grace,<br>
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Our weakness, pitying, see:<br>
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O make our hearts Thy dwelling place<br>
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And worthier Thee.</p>
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