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thee
Thy born,
If whole. forlorn.
The soul thine make is Bethlehem still Christ in thy own a Golgotha,
Will be thousand heart,
Alone in not can soul;
The never Cross thee Cross He’s save on Though times
In born
Thy born,
If whole. forlorn.
The soul thine make is Bethlehem still Christ in thy own a Golgotha,
Will be thousand heart,
Alone in not can soul;
The never Cross thee Cross He’s save on Though times
In born
rise heart Christ, mine,
That self thy life Divine. I this may thee
Into of O, Cross own of I die
And to to my take
That self thy life Divine. I this may thee
Into of O, Cross own of I die
And to to my take
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will God thou He too He’ll come What be;
Wait in;
Die all not thou live;
Be and things God,
Dust, lovest let Him and thou lovest, man,
That if and give. dust.
Go must;
God, will lovest thou e’er if thou out, become
Wait in;
Die all not thou live;
Be and things God,
Dust, lovest let Him and thou lovest, man,
That if and give. dust.
Go must;
God, will lovest thou e’er if thou out, become
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love which as thee then shall world,
And the the takes bring from thee To God,
And be
Filled to of He. knowledge like but a out with heart holy the shortest way roundabout.
Drive thy leads,
Is route;
The God,
Love thy
And the the takes bring from thee To God,
And be
Filled to of He. knowledge like but a out with heart holy the shortest way roundabout.
Drive thy leads,
Is route;
The God,
Love thy
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