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Peace on earth, and mercy mild God and sinners reconciled.

Charles Wesley

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Charles Wesley
Age: 80 †
Born: 1707
Born: December 18
Died: 1788
Died: March 29
Hymnwriter
Philosopher
Poet
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North Lincs
Bethlehem
Mild
Sinners
Sinner
Mercy
Peace
Earth
Reconciled

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Forth in thy name,O Lord, I go, My daily labour to pursue. Thee, only thee, resolved to know, In all I think or speak or do.
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God is gone up on high with a triumphant noise.
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