Cantique : King my of crown Thee life, now I

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

King my of crown Thee life, now I