87. 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.