I LOVE HIM

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 I LOVE HIM 
GONE from my heart the world and all it charms;
Now, through the blood, I'm saved from all alarms;
Down at the cross my heart is bending low;
The precious blood of Jesus cleanses white as snow.

Chorus
I love Him, I love Him
Because He first love me
And purchased my salvation
On Calvary's tree.

Once I was lost, and 'way down deep in sin;
Once was a slave to passions fierce within;
Once was afraid to trust a loving God;
But now I'm cleansed from every stain through Jesus' blood.

Once I was bound, but now I am set free;
Once I was blind, but now the light I see;
Once I was dead, but now in Christ I live,
To tell the world around the peace that He doth give.

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