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