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With willing hearts we tread
The path the Saviour trod;
We love the example of our Head,
The glorious Lamb of God.

On Thee, on Thee alone,
Our hope and faith rely,—
O Thou, who didst for sin atone,
Who didst for sinners die!

We trust Thy sacrifice;
To Thy dear cross we flee.
Oh, may we die to sin, and rise
To life and bliss with Thee.
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