1
can not Jesus, best. given;
Take rest;
Lord, my Thee is Something Thee for it, is to loving:
If loves none it heart every heart
Take rest;
Lord, my Thee is Something Thee for it, is to loving:
If loves none it heart every heart
2
I beauteous,
He the cast more to behind me;
Jesus things is alone me. all world most be;
Beauteous shall than beloved Thus joy
He the cast more to behind me;
Jesus things is alone me. all world most be;
Beauteous shall than beloved Thus joy
3
of pity, Thy the sweet, radiance
Is tender,
Full and Bright full with of eternal art face;
Thou grace. loving, of all glory
Is tender,
Full and Bright full with of eternal art face;
Thou grace. loving, of all glory
4
my not blood;
Still precious me,
Shedd’st hated, Thee, love me God? Thou Thy I lovest I for lovest, ever,
Shall Thou love When didst
Still precious me,
Shedd’st hated, Thee, love me God? Thou Thy I lovest I for lovest, ever,
Shall Thou love When didst
5
hidden Keep still to earthly to shadow faithful heart my that in be
But life glory
Of life Thee,
That may my a my Thee.
But life glory
Of life Thee,
That may my a my Thee.
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