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H. Barraclough

H. Barraclough MY Lord has garments so wondrous fine, And myrrh their texture fills; Its fragrance reached to this heart of mine, With joy my being thrills. Out of the ivory palaces, Into a world of woe, Only His great, eternal love Made my Savior go. 2 His life had also its sorrows sore, For aloes had a part; And when I think of the cross He bore, My eyes with teardrops start. 3 His garments too were in cassia dipped, With healing in a touch; Each time my feet in some sin have slipped, He took me from its clutch. 4 In garments glorious He will come, To open wide the door; And I shall enter my heavenly home, To dwell, forevermore.
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