The Likeness of His Death. (974) How blest the hour when first we gave Our guilty souls to thee, O God; A cheerful sacrifice of love, Bought with the Savior's precious blood. 2 How blest the vow we here record! How blest the grace we now receive! Buried in baptism with our Lord, New lives of holiness to live. 3 How blest the solemn rite that seals Our death to sin, our guilt forgiven; -- How blest the emblem that reveals God reconciled and peace with heaven. 4 Thus through the emblematic grave The glorious, suffering Savior trod; Thou art our pattern, through the wave We follow thee, blest Son of God. S.F. Smith.
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