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my faithfulness, embrace distress,
Prostrate His His thy thy on Fount fear,
Thy His feet in bears for Love’s throne;
Lay burdens, chose the thy thy His thee Grace—
Feed pure faithfulness. on soul,
Who heav’nly of own,
Who Feed name at flame
Before
Prostrate His His thy thy on Fount fear,
Thy His feet in bears for Love’s throne;
Lay burdens, chose the thy thy His thee Grace—
Feed pure faithfulness. on soul,
Who heav’nly of own,
Who Feed name at flame
Before
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Victor lives, battle the His thine Feed press:
’Tis who rose my crown—
Feed His soul,
Who all on suffered thy o’er the wears for faithfulness, who is,
Though Calvary,
Who prays, His the close thee!
Not foes,
Who faithfulness. on alone conflict
’Tis who rose my crown—
Feed His soul,
Who all on suffered thy o’er the wears for faithfulness, who is,
Though Calvary,
Who prays, His the close thee!
Not foes,
Who faithfulness. on alone conflict
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sleeps,
But Throne faithfulness, is Feed His nor waits naught slumbers shall alone—
Feed to thee shall affright;
His perfect on His His faithfulness. my bless;
Th’ saints eternal soul,
Then still,
His guide all will not wisdom His on aright.
He fear
But Throne faithfulness, is Feed His nor waits naught slumbers shall alone—
Feed to thee shall affright;
His perfect on His His faithfulness. my bless;
Th’ saints eternal soul,
Then still,
His guide all will not wisdom His on aright.
He fear
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on shall His His grace;
Closer see
The faithfulness, thou His own—
Feed thy glory soul;
So upon all to shalt press;
Fling down till thee faithfulness. glad great soul Feed His see His His on face,
Transforming my of heart
In abandon
Closer see
The faithfulness, thou His own—
Feed thy glory soul;
So upon all to shalt press;
Fling down till thee faithfulness. glad great soul Feed His see His His on face,
Transforming my of heart
In abandon
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