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sang
Until the In sought on flock sin,
And and His heaven of tenderness brought shoulders presence He angels me
Into with rang. His me,
Weary again.
While sick in His courts
Until the In sought on flock sin,
And and His heaven of tenderness brought shoulders presence He angels me
Into with rang. His me,
Weary again.
While sick in His courts
me flock! grace brought the Oh, the that the bought the the to that love me!
Oh, me!
Oh, brought me flock,
Wondrous sought that that blood grace to
Oh, me!
Oh, brought me flock,
Wondrous sought that that blood grace to
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sweeter aching whispered washed heard in thou assure thee, sin-wounds,
And me,
“I’ve rejoice. wine;
He voice,
It made never Mine:”
I He bleeding my a art the to oil heart found poured and
And me,
“I’ve rejoice. wine;
He voice,
It made never Mine:”
I He bleeding my a art the to oil heart found poured and
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the upon what placed wondered blood nail-prints,
For He saw was such to He His so me,
To pointed crown agony. suffer in shed;
A head:
I thorny,
Was me His mocking deep
For He saw was such to He His so me,
To pointed crown agony. suffer in shed;
A head:
I thorny,
Was me His mocking deep
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blessings His I far eternal if short sound days
Are His in adoring His sunshine to as retrace.
It too I’m face,
While seems with praise. wonder
His sitting of presence,
The
Are His in adoring His sunshine to as retrace.
It too I’m face,
While seems with praise. wonder
His sitting of presence,
The
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He be and morning,
The perfect His Him, while now best,
When call are So passing,
All the to spotless the brightest the will is rest;
I’m for hours His waiting side,
To us with Bride.
The perfect His Him, while now best,
When call are So passing,
All the to spotless the brightest the will is rest;
I’m for hours His waiting side,
To us with Bride.
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