Father, with You, I want to
remain
This world is full of pain
My sorrows / concerns at Your
feet lain
‘ll see / enjoy sin and Satan
slain
The aroma of Your Son’s life
(The fragrance of Christ’s
life)
(Fragrant is Your Son’s life)
Puts an end to every strife
(Overcomes the stink of
strife)
(Cleanses the stink of
strife)
(Ends every strife)
The children of Adam’s /
First wife
May gloat in joy in rife
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