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In my Thy we east,
  Herald Savior,
  Thou King,
In Thy swells:
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out show our we Thee,
We anthem shall on way;
We coming;
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bliss,
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  All communion Thy clearest, Thou we at and Table
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While rememb’ring alone,
  And Thy exceeding witnesses sweetest,
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  But long for Thy coming Thou meetest
In for

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  Unto blessing,
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Worship, Lord!
Every Oh, accord;
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