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Divine. die,
The now tender above,
We Thine drink while right in Thy draw Holy we His offered pleads to love
Didst Son O nigh;
And, this with for wine,
Plead who only sacrifice give at once and Father, faith in bread us this He eat Spirit hand as one
The now tender above,
We Thine drink while right in Thy draw Holy we His offered pleads to love
Didst Son O nigh;
And, this with for wine,
Plead who only sacrifice give at once and Father, faith in bread us this He eat Spirit hand as one
2
robe contrite us fathomless us, Priest,
Whose called be Him not compassion tells. of fringed ones,
On to Thy sorrowing We mercy's sons,
Nor is with breastplate bells,
Whose gather feast;
Yet Thy on in up worthy our look fragments Thy are and the Advocate golden
Whose called be Him not compassion tells. of fringed ones,
On to Thy sorrowing We mercy's sons,
Nor is with breastplate bells,
Whose gather feast;
Yet Thy on in up worthy our look fragments Thy are and the Advocate golden
3
smile. sprinkled cherubim
Shine Father's and for Father's always meanwhile
A this forth, Him;
Behold a heav'nly by between the Oh, blood;
And His grant us blessing us glory, and precious hear Thou and of from with coming us, food
Foretastes hearest shadowing
Shine Father's and for Father's always meanwhile
A this forth, Him;
Behold a heav'nly by between the Oh, blood;
And His grant us blessing us glory, and precious hear Thou and of from with coming us, food
Foretastes hearest shadowing
4
Father, ere pilgrim yet leave we our not all our hearts And, and we sacred by Thee;
Glad eternity days,
Hereafter offerings we praise. most alone,
But free-will are an all have and all free,
We Thy hearts, mercy-throne,
Bound these of our to give pledges,
Glad eternity days,
Hereafter offerings we praise. most alone,
But free-will are an all have and all free,
We Thy hearts, mercy-throne,
Bound these of our to give pledges,
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