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By grace Divine we reach the
heights,
Above all sin and strife;
Above the sordid things, my
dear,
That take the joy from life.
Why dwell in Egypt’s bondage
here,
While Canaan beckons us?
Come, let us dwell in Canaan’s
land,
Making God’s will a must.
By grace Divine we abhor sin,
And love God’s purity;
By grace Divine we all may
have,
Peace and security.
By grace Divine we pour the
oil,
Also we pour the wine;
To heal the hurts which sin
has caused,
Inflicted on mankind.
By grace Divine, we walk with
him,
As Enoch did of old;
And sit as Mary, near His
feet,
For culture of the soul.
And when we come to cross the
bar,
His grace shall then suffice;
To bear us safely to that
home,
The place called paradise.
~ J. J. Davis ~
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