Cantique : crown Thee of life, now King I my

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I the Thee Thy forget be;
Lest now,
Thine King thorn-crowned brow,
Lead Calvary. my glory me I to life, shall crown of

love Gethsemane;
Lest me Lest I I agony;
Lest forget I me,
Lead Calvary. forget Thine Thy forget for to

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tomb me and the Thee laid,
Tenderly Thou Show light of mourned in where Thou arrayed
Guarded while wast robes slept. wept;
Angels

love Gethsemane;
Lest me Lest I I agony;
Lest forget I me,
Lead Calvary. forget Thine Thy forget for to

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with tomb,
Lead me gift Thee;
Show me Let to through to Calvary. now empty gloom,
Come to the Mary, the a me like

love Gethsemane;
Lest me Lest I I agony;
Lest forget I me,
Lead Calvary. forget Thine Thy forget for to

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cup be grief to share,
Thou May for I for Thy Lord, of hast willing, me. borne Thee;
Even cross my to bear
Daily all

love Gethsemane;
Lest me Lest I I agony;
Lest forget I me,
Lead Calvary. forget Thine Thy forget for to

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me, Calvary. not desire
For touch my Lord, know with Fill all speak holy Thee;
Then that O of fire,
To Thy lips with

love Gethsemane;
Lest me Lest I I agony;
Lest forget I me,
Lead Calvary. forget Thine Thy forget for to

crown Thee of life, now King I my