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Till fade There to love of of

wand’ring soul;
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Oh, pure, love,
Boundless, Jesus’ turn love, that for thee. and precious pleadeth love,

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love;
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Filled the is that heart with no it above. feels nor know;
But He throb like heart of throe hearts a

wand’ring soul;
Jesus weary and to free;
Oh, pure, love,
Boundless, Jesus’ turn love, that for thee. and precious pleadeth love,

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is so eye the away;
Ne’er Jesus,
Piercing light
Can its tender of the of of wanderer sight eye far out There stray. the like no

wand’ring soul;
Jesus weary and to free;
Oh, pure, love,
Boundless, Jesus’ turn love, that for thee. and precious pleadeth love,

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the sweet There like its is no bright of summertime. flowing a of ring Jesus,
Tender voice the voice chime;
Like and musical spring
In

wand’ring soul;
Jesus weary and to free;
Oh, pure, love,
Boundless, Jesus’ turn love, that for thee. and precious pleadeth love,

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shall one! His of on us rest never we Him breast,
And voice hark shall we be the we’ll Jesus!
Then let loving with Oh, roam;
And to

wand’ring soul;
Jesus weary and to free;
Oh, pure, love,
Boundless, Jesus’ turn love, that for thee. and precious pleadeth love,

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