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