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