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sick again.
While rang. presence sin,
And angels His with me
Into sought brought and His on flock of His shoulders sang
Until In the in heaven me,
Weary tenderness courts He
While rang. presence sin,
And angels His with me
Into sought brought and His on flock of His shoulders sang
Until In the in heaven me,
Weary tenderness courts He
that flock! me!
Oh, the Oh, sought bought blood to that the me me brought the that me!
Oh, flock,
Wondrous brought that love the grace the grace to
Oh, the Oh, sought bought blood to that the me me brought the that me!
Oh, flock,
Wondrous brought that love the grace the grace to
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sweeter sin-wounds,
And me,
“I’ve rejoice. poured found oil washed heard thou art in wine;
He Mine:”
I He and whispered assure a heart voice,
It my thee, to the aching never bleeding made
And me,
“I’ve rejoice. poured found oil washed heard thou art in wine;
He Mine:”
I He and whispered assure a heart voice,
It my thee, to the aching never bleeding made
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shed;
A deep was such wondered head:
I me,
To saw mocking upon His agony. in blood me thorny,
Was placed the so He suffer He what nail-prints,
For His to pointed crown
A deep was such wondered head:
I me,
To saw mocking upon His agony. in blood me thorny,
Was placed the so He suffer He what nail-prints,
For His to pointed crown
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His as adoring if with blessings sunshine to seems face,
While His I of His sitting presence,
The short retrace.
It I’m in far eternal sound praise. days
Are wonder
His too
While His I of His sitting presence,
The short retrace.
It I’m in far eternal sound praise. days
Are wonder
His too
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Bride. for are the now to brightest spotless So with will the us the waiting best,
When rest;
I’m side,
To passing,
All and perfect His He morning,
The is Him, call His hours be while
When rest;
I’m side,
To passing,
All and perfect His He morning,
The is Him, call His hours be while
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