詩歌： of Jesus the love There no is love like

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of of rest has like of is love into the fall,
Till no the house Jesus,
Never love us fade the God
He to gathered or all. There

pleadeth soul;
Jesus love, to free;
Oh, for weary precious love,
Boundless, pure, turn wand’ring and that love, Jesus’ and thee.

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Jesus,
Filled a above. There our of know;
But it tender can love;
No heart feels heart He nor that with throe throb no the hearts like is

pleadeth soul;
Jesus love, to free;
Oh, for weary precious love,
Boundless, pure, turn wand’ring and that love, Jesus’ and thee.

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its There Jesus,
Piercing is the of wanderer eye the away;
Ne’er like of no far stray. the tender of sight light
Can out eye so

pleadeth soul;
Jesus love, to free;
Oh, for weary precious love,
Boundless, pure, turn wand’ring and that love, Jesus’ and thee.

4

summertime. is of ring like musical bright flowing the sweet its and chime;
Like voice a Jesus,
Tender spring
In no of the voice There

pleadeth soul;
Jesus love, to free;
Oh, for weary precious love,
Boundless, pure, turn wand’ring and that love, Jesus’ and thee.

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never Jesus!
Then voice His shall the us to loving one! Oh, hark we rest we breast,
And we’ll be of with roam;
And shall Him on let

pleadeth soul;
Jesus love, to free;
Oh, for weary precious love,
Boundless, pure, turn wand’ring and that love, Jesus’ and thee.

of Jesus the love There no is love like