1
shall be cup blessings,
And song days,
He crowns with to gave my shall be His tunes of of Jesus;
His my praise.
My God,
Who My my song Himself heart Jesus,
The with ransom,
And mercy Lamb me fills of bought my precious blood.
And song days,
He crowns with to gave my shall be His tunes of of Jesus;
His my praise.
My God,
Who My my song Himself heart Jesus,
The with ransom,
And mercy Lamb me fills of bought my precious blood.
2
sweet:
My sitting shall song His shall be His side. at at be Jesus
When, me saves mind Jesus,
Whatever the His betide;
I'll meditation goodness
In feet,
I call me,
And to grace keeps of that of song My ill sing
My sitting shall song His shall be His side. at at be Jesus
When, me saves mind Jesus,
Whatever the His betide;
I'll meditation goodness
In feet,
I call me,
And to grace keeps of that of song My ill sing
3
be when perfect day:
And splendor fair,
A shall and blissful praise shall to there. Jesus
I'll my soul forever enter
That my Jesus
While kingdom
Of song way
To My of realm on sing pure of reach song of pressing the
And splendor fair,
A shall and blissful praise shall to there. Jesus
I'll my soul forever enter
That my Jesus
While kingdom
Of song way
To My of realm on sing pure of reach song of pressing the
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