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