How ten­der­ly Je­sus loves us,
With love so pure and free;
Down from His throne ab­ove us,
It comes to you and me.

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Oh, who can con­ceive it?
Oh, who can be­lieve it?
Oh, who will re­ceive it,
This love so free?

His love so free­ly giv­en,
Was pur­chased by His blood,
That from His dear side riv­en
Pours forth a sav­ing flood.

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Beneath that pur­ple fount­ain,
That flows from Je­sus’ side,
Down ov­er Cal­va­ry’s mount­ain
We safe­ly may ab­ide.

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And now the Sav­ior begs us
This pre­cious love re­ceive;
And all that it will cost us,
Is sim­ply to be­lieve.

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