A. A. Ketchum
DEEP in my heart there’s a gladness,
Jesus has saved me from sin!
Praise to His name―what a Saviour!
Cleansing without and within.
Why do I sing about Jesus?
Why is He precious to me?
He is my Lord and my Saviour,
Dying! He set me free!
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Only a glimpse of His goodness,
That was sufficient for me;
Only one look at the Saviour,
Then was my spirit set free.
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He is the fairest of fair ones,
He is the Lily, the Rose;
Rivers of mercy surround Him,
Grace, love and pity He shows.
