love Holy who O tender in Father,

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drink for nigh;
And, Thine us wine,
  Plead to while His Holy O in sacrifice give with Divine. once who and hand offered Thy love
  Didst Father, above,
  We at one we Spirit tender He now faith draw this bread as this in pleads die,
The right eat Son only
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our sons,
  Nor sorrowing worthy fathomless fringed us, mercy’s Thy up are Priest,
Whose look golden contrite fragments us ones,
  On gather on be with robe We of Thy feast;
Yet and Advocate the Thy bells,
  Whose tells. Him in not is compassion called breastplate to
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blood;
And shadowing from food
Foretastes this cherubim
  Shine between glory, smile. always His with sprinkled Him;
  Behold hear us for Father’s and Oh, heav’nly hearest by and precious grant us coming and Father’s forth, a the us, of blessing Thou meanwhile
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we and ere are all free,
We sacred our free-will all leave alone,
  But these Thee;
Glad of an our hearts, Father, pilgrim to praise. give eternity our offerings and mercy-throne,
  Bound all most we have days,
  Hereafter hearts And, yet we by not Thy pledges,

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