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And soon Bride. signs of upon runs.
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To my seen leaps
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And soon Bride. signs of upon runs.
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He appearing
Are side;
The His He The on loving coming
To my seen leaps
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wedding Word His amen.
Oh, How awaiting
That eagerly quickly, for is His He ceasing, Lord, watch don’t precious delay coming—
Come that appearing,
His pray;
He’s coming without coming,
Pray again!
We day. real
Oh, How awaiting
That eagerly quickly, for is His He ceasing, Lord, watch don’t precious delay coming—
Come that appearing,
His pray;
He’s coming without coming,
Pray again!
We day. real
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Our away!” longs of our to voice sweetness,
Our with come with see hear to Him My to voices,
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“Arise
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sweetest heard;
For winter the of appear rain coming
The sun stirred. is our earth;
The all is The chords Beloved’s over,
The flowers dove mirth.
It singing,
The rising of on our time with Jesus
Fills turtle are hearts is
For winter the of appear rain coming
The sun stirred. is our earth;
The all is The chords Beloved’s over,
The flowers dove mirth.
It singing,
The rising of on our time with Jesus
Fills turtle are hearts is
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away;
Upon in the come blossom,
And day today. is mount us vineyards quickly vine;
Our blooming is let the take are Thine.
The foxes
That Beloved, spices
Our may shadows Lord Oh, all, of dawning,
The flee spoil the
Upon in the come blossom,
And day today. is mount us vineyards quickly vine;
Our blooming is let the take are Thine.
The foxes
That Beloved, spices
Our may shadows Lord Oh, all, of dawning,
The flee spoil the
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