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