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Horatio Spafford

My sin, oh, the bliss of this glorious thought! My sin, not in part but the whole, Is nailed to the cross, and I bear it no more, Praise the Lord, praise the Lord, O my soul!

Sins Not, Soul, Bears, Bliss, Bear, Lord

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When peace like a river, attendeth my way
When sorrow like sea billows roll
Whatever my lot, Thou hast taught me to say
It is well, it is well, with my soul.

Rivers, Roll, Sea, Soul, Way

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