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