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L. M.

The joys of pardon.

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Gibbons.

Forgiveness! ’tis a joyful sound

To malefactors doomed to die;

Publish the bliss the world around;

You seraphs, shout it from the sky!

2 ’Tis the rich gift of love divine;

’Tis full, outmeasuring every crime;

Unclouded shall its glories shine,

And feel no change by changing time.

3 For this stupendous love of heaven,

What grateful honors shall we show!

Where much transgression is forgiven,

Let love in equal ardors glow.

4 By this inspired, let all our days

With gospel holiness be crowned;

Let truth and goodness, prayer and praise

In all abide, in all abound.

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