193. There Comes to My Heart a Sweet Strain

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There comes to my heart a sweet strain,
 
A glad and a joyous refrain;
 
I sing it again and again,
 
Sweet peace, the gift of God's love.
 
Peace, peace, sweet peace,
 
Wonderful gift from above;
 
Oh, wonderful, wonderful peace,
 
Sweet peace, the gift of God's love!
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Through Christ on the cross peace was made;
 
My debt by His death was all paid;
 
No other foundation is laid
 
For peace, the gift of God's love.
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When Jesus as Lord I had owned,
 
My heart with His peace did abound;
 
In Him a rich blessing I found,
 
Sweet peace, the gift of God's love.
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In Jesus for peace I abide,
 
And as I keep close to His side,
 
There's nothing but peace doth betide,
 
Sweet peace, the gift of God's love.