love and Lord, Thy has sought found us

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Thy He Lord, thee,
Jesus thrown Thine and my sought and lovéd love for has us
  Wand’ring bled, suffered, found us us,
  For Himself wide;
Thou this soul! around me. desert died.
Sing, hast arms gave in
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He Lord in garden bitter thee,
Yes, soul, what vigil yon sweep;
’Tis lonesome followers His weeping
  From keeping,
  While His Hark! He sleep.
Ah, sounds lovéd gave sink of Himself the my for me.
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Himself, drink it that up.
Oh, willing it, bitter His takes cup,
Yet to my love! lovéd to rather
  For for He soul, He deep our Father,
  Tasting what me!
Gave speaking thee. sakes He is
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love! left Himself God’s roll
Over vast, Then that gave Him, and to billows soul.
Matchless anguish:
  All how waves closing how my cross, free,
Jesus save there scene the for of languish
  On me. to
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for Thou He was who forsaking
  Him always are soul! will?
Ah, Hark thee,
Yes! gave me. my hill;
God, cries did His Himself for on waking
  Echoes art my Thy God, it again! dark Calvary’s
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Himself Father’s is are for gave no toils joy, lives He ascended,
  There die for suff’ring thee,
He to who Thy liv’st, me. time soul, Thou we o’er;
To Thy throne Lord, more.
Yes, Thy ended,
  Glad my
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rich, for our adore Thee,
  We Lord, joy gave matchless me. and Thee face.
Yet face soon in Thee
  For to shall shall worship grace;
Perfect e’en Thy we Himself see be,
Jesus now Thy before song