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P. M.
My peace I give unto you.
Lamb of God! whose bleeding love
We now recall to mind,
Send thy blessing from above,
And let us mercy find;
Think on us, who think on thee;
Every burdened soul release;
O, remember Calvary,
And bid us go in peace!
2 By thine agonizing pain,
And bloody sweat, we pray—
By thy dying love to man,
Take all our sins away:
By thy passion on the tree,
Let our griefs and troubles cease:
O, remember Calvary,
And bid us go in peace!
C. Wesley.