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Christ is the only way to God,
No other path we need;
The voice of pardon, through his blood,
Brings heav'nly news indeed!

Oh, let me hear it, for his sake,
Thou God of grace divine;
Let me by faith the blessing take,
And be the glory thine.

May thy good Spirit make him known
As crucified for me:
The cross, which led me to the crown,
Lord, let thy servant see.

Then will I sing his praise aloud,
Till sinners, gath'ring round,
Inquire the way through Christ to God,
The way which I have found.

I'll tell each mourning soul, that feels
The guilt and pow'r of sin,
His blood the wounded conscience heals,
And makes the leper clean.

Come, all who feel yourselves undone,
To this great sacrifice;
Come, rest your souls on Christ alone,
He'll bear you to the skies.

This is the way from death and hell,
The way to heav'n and God;
The soul that trusts him here shall dwell
In his divine abode.
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