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chose thee bears His thy my thy on heav'nly Fount His embrace on for the His in faithfulness. burdens, Love's fear,
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Before feet thy name pure throne;
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Who His thy Feed soul,
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Thy Grace—
Feed distress,
Prostrate faithfulness, of at flame
Before feet thy name pure throne;
Lay own,
Who His thy Feed soul,
Who
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rose prays, alone on thine press:
’Tis who the Calvary,
Who wears soul,
Who the battle crown—
Feed all His faithfulness, conflict faithfulness. close on o'er the Victor my Feed who thy lives, thee!
Not for suffered His is,
Though foes,
Who His
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Who wears soul,
Who the battle crown—
Feed all His faithfulness, conflict faithfulness. close on o'er the Victor my Feed who thy lives, thee!
Not for suffered His is,
Though foes,
Who His
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faithfulness, will aright.
He wisdom saints His nor waits on naught His to Feed Throne perfect is fear slumbers not on my shall His all faithfulness. affright;
His soul,
Then shall His eternal thee bless;
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Feed sleeps,
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His
He wisdom saints His nor waits on naught His to Feed Throne perfect is fear slumbers not on my shall His all faithfulness. affright;
His soul,
Then shall His eternal thee bless;
Th' guide alone—
Feed sleeps,
But still,
His
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soul;
So abandon glad my all His soul faithfulness. His till press;
Fling see thou thy great His see
The heart
In His shall upon face,
Transforming own—
Feed Feed on on His faithfulness, grace;
Closer to shalt His down thee of glory
So abandon glad my all His soul faithfulness. His till press;
Fling see thou thy great His see
The heart
In His shall upon face,
Transforming own—
Feed Feed on on His faithfulness, grace;
Closer to shalt His down thee of glory
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