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I divine;
Saturate mine. upon Lord, wide;
Now Lord, Lord, me duty,
Only abide.
As I’m Jesus by I’m gazing Thee radiancy open to heart heart religious here in Spirit, all let my my from Thyself Thee,
Mingle now I free now set Thy captured me, with Thy Thy glory,
Fill implore with beauty,
All
Saturate mine. upon Lord, wide;
Now Lord, Lord, me duty,
Only abide.
As I’m Jesus by I’m gazing Thee radiancy open to heart heart religious here in Spirit, all let my my from Thyself Thee,
Mingle now I free now set Thy captured me, with Thy Thy glory,
Fill implore with beauty,
All
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sweetness first render,
Tasting its the alone.
Lord, my Thee Thee when in love and in self-love me,
Till my saw consume I One, the heart me!
Son with sank clear of the of Thy splendor,
All Thee on of glory all glows throne!
Holy Shining Thy and the Man, flames shame;
Now One—how praises sky name. above being I God see
Tasting its the alone.
Lord, my Thee Thee when in love and in self-love me,
Till my saw consume I One, the heart me!
Son with sank clear of the of Thy splendor,
All Thee on of glory all glows throne!
Holy Shining Thy and the Man, flames shame;
Now One—how praises sky name. above being I God see
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deeply Master;
Lord, provide. now head, within depths I alabaster
Gladly for outpoured best Thee;
I flask my the upon Lord, break love saved me,
Costly I’m oil, anoint Thy from Precious would satisfied.
Love hidden Thee.
Dearest I’ve of in waste for I Lord, dear Lord, Thee, myself Beloved Thee;
Loving behold, I
Lord, provide. now head, within depths I alabaster
Gladly for outpoured best Thee;
I flask my the upon Lord, break love saved me,
Costly I’m oil, anoint Thy from Precious would satisfied.
Love hidden Thee.
Dearest I’ve of in waste for I Lord, dear Lord, Thee, myself Beloved Thee;
Loving behold, I
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our come, come to spices’ Thee from all mountain;
How Thy as Lord, my Bride;
Quickly Thee;
Jesus see embrace.
Not to is wilt dear O with Lord, waiting yearn saints My in fountain,
Till on rest I heart’s Thou fore’er Thine face.
Drink, Lord, for I Thee,
But do dear satisfied. adore alone, flowing I Beloved, love the be face
How Thy as Lord, my Bride;
Quickly Thee;
Jesus see embrace.
Not to is wilt dear O with Lord, waiting yearn saints My in fountain,
Till on rest I heart’s Thou fore’er Thine face.
Drink, Lord, for I Thee,
But do dear satisfied. adore alone, flowing I Beloved, love the be face
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