On feet made swift by love.

Oh, will these tidings last?

This news, it must be spread!

"He knows my present, knows my past;

This is the Christ," she said.

That woman lost in sin

Drank of the living spring,

Then swiftly sped dead souls to win,

And to that fountain bring.

Forbid that we should shrink

To publish grace so free,

For all who will that tide may drink

And live eternally.

They begged that he would stay,

Believed the truths unfurled,

And joyfully received that day

The Saviour of the world.

JESUS INTERCEDES

Seeing he ever liveth to make intercession for them.—Hebrews 7:25.

When winding up the path of life,

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