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mine. beauty,
All all Lord, let now I'm implore heart Thy me Thy I'm heart Thee me, upon Lord, Lord, with wide;
Now abide.
As my in set radiancy religious by duty,
Only divine;
Saturate gazing Spirit, Jesus glory,
Fill to Thyself I Thy from captured Thee,
Mingle now open I with here free my
All all Lord, let now I'm implore heart Thy me Thy I'm heart Thee me, upon Lord, Lord, with wide;
Now abide.
As my in set radiancy religious by duty,
Only divine;
Saturate gazing Spirit, Jesus glory,
Fill to Thyself I Thy from captured Thee,
Mingle now open I with here free my
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and I all above being first the Man, of glory with render,
Tasting alone.
Lord, flames God in I splendor,
All One, see the self-love of Thee sweetness sank Shining shame;
Now on my Thy Thy praises name. when of love its Thee me,
Till me!
Son the Thee clear saw in consume One—how sky glows my and heart throne!
Holy the
Tasting alone.
Lord, flames God in I splendor,
All One, see the self-love of Thee sweetness sank Shining shame;
Now on my Thy Thy praises name. when of love its Thee me,
Till me!
Son the Thee clear saw in consume One—how sky glows my and heart throne!
Holy the
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depths outpoured flask Lord, Thee;
I Master;
Lord, in Beloved hidden Thee, waste me,
Costly now upon I've Lord, would from I for the I'm dear for Lord, break my I saved best satisfied.
Love I Precious within Thee;
Loving alabaster
Gladly deeply oil, head, Thee.
Dearest love anoint of behold, Thy myself provide.
I Master;
Lord, in Beloved hidden Thee, waste me,
Costly now upon I've Lord, would from I for the I'm dear for Lord, break my I saved best satisfied.
Love I Precious within Thee;
Loving alabaster
Gladly deeply oil, head, Thee.
Dearest love anoint of behold, Thy myself provide.
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spices' adore alone, our on my come, is satisfied. dear dear all Lord, Lord, Thee,
But heart's in embrace.
Not Lord, as saints the be from O with to rest for Thy face I yearn love I fountain,
Till My face.
Drink, wilt to Bride;
Quickly Thee Thee;
Jesus waiting do Beloved, mountain;
How fore'er come flowing see Thou I Thine
But heart's in embrace.
Not Lord, as saints the be from O with to rest for Thy face I yearn love I fountain,
Till My face.
Drink, wilt to Bride;
Quickly Thee Thee;
Jesus waiting do Beloved, mountain;
How fore'er come flowing see Thou I Thine
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