The Sacred Harp 2012 Cooper Book Edition
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Song · Page 163b

Marysville

Lyrics

Jesus, my all, to heav’n is gone,
He whom I fix my hopes upon;
His track I see, and I’ll pursue
The narrow way ’till Him I view.

This is the way I long have sought,
And mourn’d because I found it not;
My grief a burden long has been,
Because I was not saved from sin.

Then will I tell to sinners round,
What a dear Savior I have found;
I’ll point to Thy redeeming blood,
And say, ‘Behold the way to God!’