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joy at returning chikdren to God |
| Oh what joy, praise his name A sinner strayed come back again. Open the gates, shout from the walls A weary soul‘s come home to rest He’s made the choice as he knows best. Humbled himself, come back to God. He’s turned his back on sin and fear. Asked the Lord forever be near Prepare the feast in the heavens above A battle won through grace and love |