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I is to How out lovely to Thy dwelling be;
Thy place!
Within my my Thy courts heart long Thee. presence, cries spirit this craves,
For Lord,
Thy place!
Within my my Thy courts heart long Thee. presence, cries spirit this craves,
For Lord,
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altar, home,
And incense there Thine a Thy nest. finds at sparrow the blest,
Even prepares swallow Lord,
And her burnt-offering At altar
And incense there Thine a Thy nest. finds at sparrow the blest,
Even prepares swallow Lord,
And her burnt-offering At altar
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as on rest,
Relying small,
When house blest. there incense living the sparrow, and Men, the the find blood,
Enjoying in frail Thy altar’s
Relying small,
When house blest. there incense living the sparrow, and Men, the the find blood,
Enjoying in frail Thy altar’s
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way rough men long. they strong;
Highways in are Thee in hearts,
The Zion blessed made care indeed!
Trusting or they those their are not, How to
Highways in are Thee in hearts,
The Zion blessed made care indeed!
Trusting or they those their are not, How to
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tells. blessings it valley covers way wells;
The in mercy rain a springing it
And God’s with weeping Passing of the place the they
Make
The in mercy rain a springing it
And God’s with weeping Passing of the place the they
Make
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the strength seeking and own Lord Thine care go, From ever meet;
Thus all
Before and strength Zion Thy replete. they self,
They in to grace need
Thus all
Before and strength Zion Thy replete. they self,
They in to grace need
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Thy rather a thousand I day at Thy a Better within in dwell. courts
Than stand
Than would tents tell;
I’d days to the wicked’s threshold
Than stand
Than would tents tell;
I’d days to the wicked’s threshold
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sun, and supply;
Thy wilt art glory Thou grace very art a self
My Thy need in and a fulness Thou satisfy. presence shield,
Thou
Thy wilt art glory Thou grace very art a self
My Thy need in and a fulness Thou satisfy. presence shield,
Thou
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in man Thee
With one uprightness;
Bless’d measureless. those in good walk thing withhold
From and is the grace wilt that Not glory who Thou trusts
With one uprightness;
Bless’d measureless. those in good walk thing withhold
From and is the grace wilt that Not glory who Thou trusts
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