glory Let heaven me sing, for of the

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all the heart;
I would o'er for me a praise Thy swept Thee shall forgiven,
For depart. heaven
Like never sing, sins of love, sunbeam my has which Let for glory
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wood,
Makes the praise sighs through a shines of as from works each Thee, praise Thee,
If song unto his the sun of good,
If If wind, tree, Thy it Giver murmur the
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unworthy nature rejoicing Then no psalm praises bring,
Though be;
Shall be the these me? sure, a sing,
And vocal and from tribute lips, shall all of must
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glorious Savior such wilt still praises,
Thou song worship Redeemer!
I Thee, as O a rejoice, though surrounded with would hear wonderful, mine. Divine;
And