art morning Thou than fairer the

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morning,
  O beauty,
  How Thou King!
Of the to Savior my Thy soul fairer grandeur and than sing. art Thy my and my delights
 
and brighter presence
  Clouds fairer flee Thy art Thou than day;
At brighter, art away. the darkness than the the of morning,
Thou glory
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of Lord, and with light with as is Thine. the in ever, scepter a divine,
Lo, garment,
  Crowned majesty dominion
  Now Clothed
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in place! the a the that the love of O Thy Thy richness me of mercy,
  And kingdom
  Is greatness preparing Thy grace!
O
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crown, thousand
  I shall battle ten times I the forevermore. the reach kingdom,
  Win at thousand ten o'er,
With last the sing When