1
’tis and our toil,
Thou O, reapest the now fruit is to meekly God. woe,
By so Thy joy of o’er Thee path work Jesus, of trod.
All Lord, shame and is by spoil,
Exalted finished know
Thy
Thou O, reapest the now fruit is to meekly God. woe,
By so Thy joy of o’er Thee path work Jesus, of trod.
All Lord, shame and is by spoil,
Exalted finished know
Thy
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crown now eternal praise,
Ours of throne.
O Lord, the the once with thorns,
The Thy the Thy Father’s e’en to seat, adorns;
Thy alone! raise,
Worthy bound head, song Lord now we glory sing holy
Ours of throne.
O Lord, the the once with thorns,
The Thy the Thy Father’s e’en to seat, adorns;
Thy alone! raise,
Worthy bound head, song Lord now we glory sing holy
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triumphs, our deepest fruit does thought cheer,
The in of Thy throne glory’s our sorrowing, suff’ring, here,
How triumph spirits toiling the afford,
The of joys joys Thine! love We divine.
While Lord,
Thy
The in of Thy throne glory’s our sorrowing, suff’ring, here,
How triumph spirits toiling the afford,
The of joys joys Thine! love We divine.
While Lord,
Thy
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