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