I Hear Celestial Music Strains
Resounding Everywhere;
Their Tidings Fill Judea’s Plains,
That Christ Our Sins Did Bear.
Yes, Yes, Yes, My Heart From Sin Is Freed,
Yes, Free Indeed.

‘Tis Jesus Makes, Yes, Makes Me Whole,
‘Tis Jesus Makes, Yes, Makes Me Whole,
My Care And All On Him I Roll,
He Fully Saves My Soul.

Shall I Defeat His Gracious Plan,
And Cast Away His Love,
Since He Thus Gave His Life For Man,
That We May Live Above?
No, No, No, Thy Love I Do Receive,
Thy Love Receive.

I’m In The Precious, Healing Stream;
‘Tis Flowing O’er My Soul;
From Every Stain I Now Am Clean,
‘Tis Jesus Makes Me Whole.
Yes, Yes, Yes, The Blood It Cleanseth Me,
Yes, Cleanseth Me.

In This Pure Stream I Will Abide,
It Flows For You And Me,
From Jesus’ Deeply-Wounded Side,
The Stream From Calvary.
Yes, Yes, Yes, I See The Dying Lamb,
His Child I Am.

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