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Oh How I Love Jesus
F. Whitfield, 1855, Music 19th Century
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There is a name I love to hear,
I love to sing its worth;
it sounds like music in my ear,
the sweetest name on earth.
O how I love Jesus,
O how I love Jesus,
O how I love Jesus,
because he first loved me!
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It tells me of a Savior's love,
who died to set me free;
it tells me of his precious blood,
the sinner's perfect plea.
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O how I love Jesus,
O how I love Jesus,
O how I love Jesus,
because he first loved me!
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It tells of one whose loving heart
can feel my deepest woe;
who in each sorrow bears a part
that none can bear below.
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O how I love Jesus,
O how I love Jesus,
O how I love Jesus,
because he first loved me!
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