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Unto him that loved us.
Rev. 1:5.
To him that loved the sons of men
And washed us in his blood,
To royal honors raised our heads,
And made us priests to God:
2 To him let every tongue be praise,
And every heart be love;
All grateful honors paid on earth,
And nobler songs above.
3 Behold, on flying clouds he comes!
His saints shall bless the day:
While they that pierced him sadly mourn,
In anguish and dismay.
4 Thou art the First and thou the Last;
Time centers all in thee;
Almighty Lord, who wast, and art,
And evermore shalt be.