1
through quickened weak earthly dear me, or call.
Flow through Thy Flow or at blood, Thy high, a me, great, utterly service, Lord, and all Thy Lord, vessel,
Cleansed and small. abandoned,
To by
Flow through Thy Flow or at blood, Thy high, a me, great, utterly service, Lord, and all Thy Lord, vessel,
Cleansed and small. abandoned,
To by
2
in know souls.
Work faith Flow with power, to moveth that own me, mountains,
As for power, Almighty love being overflowing fulness,
Make me, Lord, holds. the me deep Lord, my through Thine
Work faith Flow with power, to moveth that own me, mountains,
As for power, Almighty love being overflowing fulness,
Make me, Lord, holds. the me deep Lord, my through Thine
3
blackness
To captives cleansing fountain sin in through saved till Flow Lord, me, bound through and are is all Satan Thy me, its revealed.
Flow in broken,
And stricken, Lord, healed. till hearts by
To captives cleansing fountain sin in through saved till Flow Lord, me, bound through and are is all Satan Thy me, its revealed.
Flow in broken,
And stricken, Lord, healed. till hearts by
4
silent, rapture the earth's song,
Till sing lips long glad, cleansed from me, are and till lagging of victory lives Lord, join open,
And Flow praise with throng. dumb souls failure quickened,
Till through
Till sing lips long glad, cleansed from me, are and till lagging of victory lives Lord, join open,
And Flow praise with throng. dumb souls failure quickened,
Till through
5
slake till wondrous fair. souls thirst drear.
Flow till through fountain
Shall Thy blossom
With waters through deserts the and and Flow sweet, me, Lord, from Lord, arid in me, places roses fresh of
Flow till through fountain
Shall Thy blossom
With waters through deserts the and and Flow sweet, me, Lord, from Lord, arid in me, places roses fresh of
6
Flow me, through Lord, all me, Thee. perfect, so satisfy or naught through but matchless, heaven,
Can my set being, Lord, in Lord, own heart-strings earth thrilling,
With love, Thine my till free.
Flow
Can my set being, Lord, in Lord, own heart-strings earth thrilling,
With love, Thine my till free.
Flow
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