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Our Blest Redeemer Ere He Breathed [#OurBlestRedeemer #BlestRedeemer #EreHeBreathed #HeBreathed]

Song written by:
Original in English: Harriet Auber (October 4, 1773, Spitalfields, London, England, UK – January 20, 1862, Hoddesdon, Hertfordshire, UK)

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Our blest Redeemer ere He breathed
His tender last farewell
A Guide a Comforter bequeathed
With us to dwell

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He came in semblance of a dove
With sheltering wings outspread
The holy balm of peace and love
On earth to shed

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He came in tongues of living flame
To teach convince subdue
All powerful as the wind He came
As viewless too

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He came sweet influence to impart
A gracious willing Guest
While He can find one humble heart
Wherein to rest

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And His that gentle voice we hear
Soft as the breath of even
That checks each fault that calms each fear
And speaks of Heav’n

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And every virtue we possess
And every conquest won
And every thought of holiness
Are His alone

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Spirit of purity and grace
Our weakness pitying see
O make our hearts Thy dwelling place
And worthier Thee

Our Blest Redeemer Ere He Breathed

Our Blest Redeemer Ere He Breathed