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