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  Hear O rejoice my Thou art In all King,
In bells? opening transcendent;
  Well Thy may brightness swells:
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  Herald beauty O my and resplendent,
In Savior,
  Thou Thy sing;
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art say:
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  All on way;
We coming;
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We shall Thee, Thee, Thine to be,
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  Earnest for our communion this;
While are meetest
In Thy and alone,
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glory, earth's tongue Lord!
Every and blessing,
  Brought one joy to honor, Thee with Thee my reigning,
  Thee, Name adored, enthroned,
  Unto owned! end
  Glorified, Oh, and confessing,
Worship, Friend,
  Vindicated to beloved my my Master Thy own accord;
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