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| Jesus Jesus I Love Thee |
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| Jesus, Jesus I love thee, |
| Because You died upon a tree, |
| Way up high on Calvary, |
| Thank You Lord for loving me. |
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| In my sin I was dead, |
| Until I used my head. |
| Picked my Bible and I read, |
| Did the things that it said. |
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| Used to be so full of pride, |
| Now my pride is crucified, |
| Used to be into myself, |
| Now my self is on the shelf. |
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