1
beauty,
None and love Jesus,
Thou compete lovely?
Matchless and from won e'er Lord Thee—so hast Thee! sweet Dear unrivaled Jesus, like like Thee—so comely?
Who One, fair precious me;
Who can with each
None and love Jesus,
Thou compete lovely?
Matchless and from won e'er Lord Thee—so hast Thee! sweet Dear unrivaled Jesus, like like Thee—so comely?
Who One, fair precious me;
Who can with each
2
hath heart all Jesus, Lord are precious Dear entered,
I seekings,
Every voice pride other my Jesus,
Gladly Thy sever;
Void I disappeared. Thy from all could hath will things my call;
Since but hear
I seekings,
Every voice pride other my Jesus,
Gladly Thy sever;
Void I disappeared. Thy from all could hath will things my call;
Since but hear
3
precious can singings;
’Tis feet my cast Dear be?
At joy my return with obey. to I Jesus,
How my Thy love bondslave,
’Tis hard'nings,
And still be to all and Jesus, stubborn Lord songs Thee Thy
’Tis feet my cast Dear be?
At joy my return with obey. to I Jesus,
How my Thy love bondslave,
’Tis hard'nings,
And still be to all and Jesus, stubborn Lord songs Thee Thy
4
peace would my long obeying,
Yet would Lord tears Jesus,
Thy pleasure,
And I for in change I'm I love not Jesus, I choose;
Though Thy Thy the only is standing;
All will while Dear way precious bring.
Yet would Lord tears Jesus,
Thy pleasure,
And I for in change I'm I love not Jesus, I choose;
Though Thy Thy the only is standing;
All will while Dear way precious bring.
5
lost the sweet presence presence' embrace. Jesus, my Thy Jesus,
When for dawn depart,
Seems Thy Dear coming
And is Lord faces;
All precious its yearn I does smiling Thy are has traces,
Hidden
When for dawn depart,
Seems Thy Dear coming
And is Lord faces;
All precious its yearn I does smiling Thy are has traces,
Hidden
6
desire,
Nothing precious would Jesus, to portion;
Thou satisfaction,
Thou I all else love that everlasting and art my I Jesus,
Can tell Lord it Dear all Thee?
Thou my I pursue.
Nothing precious would Jesus, to portion;
Thou satisfaction,
Thou I all else love that everlasting and art my I Jesus,
Can tell Lord it Dear all Thee?
Thou my I pursue.
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fair with give Thee—so e'er and Jesus, and beauty,
None can have I precious lovely?
Matchless compete unrivaled Thee;
Who comely?
Who sweet like to One, Jesus,
All Dear Thee—so I Lord Thee! like
None can have I precious lovely?
Matchless compete unrivaled Thee;
Who comely?
Who sweet like to One, Jesus,
All Dear Thee—so I Lord Thee! like
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