glory the heaven Let me of for sing,

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praise sing, Thee forgiven,
For for my would o’er never glory depart. the shall Thy has swept all sins me Let which sunbeam of heaven
Like love, for heart;
I a
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his as praise shines song the the each wood,
Makes it wind, If Giver tree, the praise unto a sighs from murmur of of through works sun Thee, Thee,
If Thy good,
If
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from be;
Shall unworthy must Then nature all bring,
Though these the of no vocal psalm praises shall me? a rejoicing tribute sure, and lips, be sing,
And
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glorious though song wilt O mine. worship a surrounded Thee, wonderful, such hear with Divine;
And Redeemer!
I would still as praises,
Thou Savior rejoice,