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I know not why He loved me, I had no claim on Him, With nothing to commend me, but guilt and shame and sin. No beauty was about me, no virtue and no good, He only chose to love me and that because He would. Yes this is all the reason that I can know or find Why He to me so worthless, should be so very kind Oh, is it any wonder what now my theme should be The Son of God Who loved me and gave Himself for me. |
