John Jeffreys - Drop, Drop Slow Tears
And bathe those beauteous feet
Which brought from Heaven
The news and Prince of Peace:
Cease not, wet eyes
His mercy to entreat;
To cry for vengeance
Sin doth never cease
In your deep floods
Drown all my faults and fears;
Nor let His eye
See sin, but through my tears
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