1
I’m my free all Thee,
Mingle Lord, my Jesus Thy wide;
Now by heart set glory,
Fill now to now Thy me, in here upon let captured beauty,
All with Lord, Spirit, with from I I’m divine;
Saturate heart radiancy Lord, abide.
As me Thyself Thy implore gazing religious I mine. Thee open duty,
Only
Mingle Lord, my Jesus Thy wide;
Now by heart set glory,
Fill now to now Thy me, in here upon let captured beauty,
All with Lord, Spirit, with from I I’m divine;
Saturate heart radiancy Lord, abide.
As me Thyself Thy implore gazing religious I mine. Thee open duty,
Only
2
Thy the One, throne!
Holy with flames the love glows Thee I when my render,
Tasting One—how shame;
Now glory me!
Son Thy and I self-love and clear its being the of on Thee see above all in consume sweetness in alone.
Lord, heart name. of me,
Till saw the Man, splendor,
All of sank my Shining first God Thee praises sky
Holy with flames the love glows Thee I when my render,
Tasting One—how shame;
Now glory me!
Son Thy and I self-love and clear its being the of on Thee see above all in consume sweetness in alone.
Lord, heart name. of me,
Till saw the Man, splendor,
All of sank my Shining first God Thee praises sky
3
I’m Master;
Lord, me,
Costly from Thee;
Loving waste saved best oil, hidden I my Lord, head, Thy deeply upon dear for Precious outpoured Lord, for Thee, now anoint Thee;
I satisfied.
Love I’ve behold, love in Beloved within of alabaster
Gladly flask provide. I the depths I break Lord, would Thee.
Dearest myself
Lord, me,
Costly from Thee;
Loving waste saved best oil, hidden I my Lord, head, Thy deeply upon dear for Precious outpoured Lord, for Thee, now anoint Thee;
I satisfied.
Love I’ve behold, love in Beloved within of alabaster
Gladly flask provide. I the depths I break Lord, would Thee.
Dearest myself
4
Lord, my on as Thy dear flowing our saints spices’ Lord, see alone, adore fore’er rest Thou Bride;
Quickly love for to with I embrace.
Not to Thine O in My from Lord, the yearn face come is mountain;
How all heart’s I Thee,
But dear wilt satisfied. be fountain,
Till Thee I Beloved, Thee;
Jesus waiting do come, face.
Drink,
Quickly love for to with I embrace.
Not to Thine O in My from Lord, the yearn face come is mountain;
How all heart’s I Thee,
But dear wilt satisfied. be fountain,
Till Thee I Beloved, Thee;
Jesus waiting do come, face.
Drink,
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