morning Thou the than art fairer

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morning,
  O art Thou than soul and the and my King!
Of sing. to beauty,
  How delights grandeur my Savior fairer my Thy Thy
 
art fairer morning,
Thou than presence
  Clouds away. brighter than glory Thou flee Thy the art darkness brighter, the the and of day;
At
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garment,
  Crowned a the is light Lord, scepter with in divine,
Lo, as with ever, majesty of dominion
  Now Clothed and Thine.
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place! of greatness mercy,
  And O preparing Thy of the richness that grace!
O the the Thy a kingdom
  Is Thy in me love
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thousand shall the at sing times crown, reach I o’er,
With the battle kingdom,
  Win forevermore. the When thousand
  I ten last ten