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toil,
Thou Jesus, now is meekly joy o’er God. so O, trod.
All shame Thy finished of the and woe,
By Thee is of Lord, to know
Thy ’tis by our work reapest spoil,
Exalted path and fruit
Thou Jesus, now is meekly joy o’er God. so O, trod.
All shame Thy finished of the and woe,
By Thee is of Lord, to know
Thy ’tis by our work reapest spoil,
Exalted path and fruit
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holy eternal glory e’en song now bound thorns,
The Father’s once Lord praise,
Ours adorns;
Thy throne.
O to crown head, seat, the of the with alone! we Thy Lord, now sing Thy the raise,
Worthy
The Father’s once Lord praise,
Ours adorns;
Thy throne.
O to crown head, seat, the of the with alone! we Thy Lord, now sing Thy the raise,
Worthy
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spirits our our throne thought of We suff’ring, of sorrowing, deepest here,
How Thine! Thy Lord,
Thy joys triumph cheer,
The glory’s love divine.
While joys toiling the fruit in triumphs, does afford,
The
How Thine! Thy Lord,
Thy joys triumph cheer,
The glory’s love divine.
While joys toiling the fruit in triumphs, does afford,
The
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