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Fifteen Years with the Outcast by Mrs. (Mother) Roberts Florence
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Some one spoke to me of Je--sus, Said he'd come to call on me,
Some one told me how he suf-fered, Said, "For you and me he died."
Some one gave the in--vi--ta--tion, And we bowed in humble prayer;
Lov--ing Sav-ior, how I thank thee Some one came to me that day-Oh,
I know that man-y oth--ers Would be glad if "some one" came.


Said no mat-ter how I'd fall--en, He from sin would set me free.
"Does, oh, does he love so dear--ly? Tell me more of him," I cried.
Soon I felt my sins for-giv--en; Thro' his grace I'll meet you there,
Some one rep-re-sent-ing Je--sus, And I turned thee not a--way.
Bring-ing lov--ing in--vi--ta--tion From their lives of sin and shame.


Some one told me how he loved me, And was knocking at my door;
Some one told me he is com-ing Soon to take his loved ones home,--
There in mansions bright with glo-ry. Oh,'tis won-der-ful to me
Bless, oh, bless that loving some one, Sent by Je-sus Christ our Lord;
In--to lives of peace and glo--ry, Thro' the blood of Christ the Lamb:


He had oft-en stood there plead-ing, Had been man-y times be-fore.
Told me he was there to par--don, If I now to him would come.
That the vil-est he is seek-ing From their sins to set them free!
Help me, now that I am blood-washed, Wit-ness to thy precious word.
Send me pray-ing, bless-ed Je--sus, With that song, "Just as I am."


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