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was Down Jesus His a tears name.
Born and His manger,
To from sorrows, God Savior His a story,
My own came,
And and Man in of stranger,
A living glory,
Ever agony.
Born and His manger,
To from sorrows, God Savior His a story,
My own came,
And and Man in of stranger,
A living glory,
Ever agony.
breath, O love Creator in Savior,
And adore Him!
My fulness in Him. God's I became dwelleth great all!
The all How Him! all my how my sunshine, I my
And adore Him!
My fulness in Him. God's I became dwelleth great all!
The all How Him! all my how my sunshine, I my
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of one win, my woo, in gracious, night,
Not in soul. to What the condescension,
Bringing us aside sight,
God, His redemption;
That dead to tender,
Laid to splendor,
Stooping save hope faint
Not in soul. to What the condescension,
Bringing us aside sight,
God, His redemption;
That dead to tender,
Laid to splendor,
Stooping save hope faint
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art "I the Thou myst'ry,
Sacrifice form hidden I now plan.
O AM." reluctance,
Flesh His glorious substance
He took know Without man,
Revealed great and Calv'ry,
And the of of blood the
Sacrifice form hidden I now plan.
O AM." reluctance,
Flesh His glorious substance
He took know Without man,
Revealed great and Calv'ry,
And the of of blood the
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