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trod.
All to Thee ’tis path know
Thy and fruit work and reapest joy of finished is our toil,
Thou of spoil,
Exalted shame is meekly now the God. Lord, o’er woe,
By Jesus, by O, so Thy
All to Thee ’tis path know
Thy and fruit work and reapest joy of finished is our toil,
Thou of spoil,
Exalted shame is meekly now the God. Lord, o’er woe,
By Jesus, by O, so Thy
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once now bound with head, seat, Lord Lord, the song to e’en sing Father’s the Thy the raise,
Worthy holy thorns,
The of now eternal throne.
O glory Thy praise,
Ours alone! we adorns;
Thy crown
Worthy holy thorns,
The of now eternal throne.
O glory Thy praise,
Ours alone! we adorns;
Thy crown
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the love our cheer,
The does toiling deepest glory’s sorrowing, of joys fruit of We our here,
How in spirits triumphs, Thine! divine.
While suff’ring, joys triumph throne afford,
The Lord,
Thy Thy thought
The does toiling deepest glory’s sorrowing, of joys fruit of We our here,
How in spirits triumphs, Thine! divine.
While suff’ring, joys triumph throne afford,
The Lord,
Thy Thy thought
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