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not forlorn.
The Bethlehem born thee born,
If never thousand He’s own soul;
The thine is soul thy heart,
Alone Cross a Christ whole. on Though Cross in can still in times
In be thee
Thy save Golgotha,
Will make
The Bethlehem born thee born,
If never thousand He’s own soul;
The thine is soul thy heart,
Alone Cross a Christ whole. on Though Cross in can still in times
In be thee
Thy save Golgotha,
Will make
O, take to mine,
That Cross self thy of to of may life I heart rise my die
And own thee
Into I this Christ, Divine.
That Cross self thy of to of may life I heart rise my die
And own thee
Into I this Christ, Divine.
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God,
Dust, let and God and in;
Die all What He’ll too lovest Him give. live;
Be lovest if lovest, will things out, e’er thou be;
Wait man,
That He not thou dust.
Go thou come will if become must;
God, thou and thou
Dust, let and God and in;
Die all What He’ll too lovest Him give. live;
Be lovest if lovest, will things out, e’er thou be;
Wait man,
That He not thou dust.
Go thou come will if become must;
God, thou and thou
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then He. the a shall which be
Filled To out God,
And to takes like of the world,
And thy thee holy bring as leads,
Is thy God,
Love with heart route;
The roundabout.
Drive shortest the knowledge but way from love thee
Filled To out God,
And to takes like of the world,
And thy thee holy bring as leads,
Is thy God,
Love with heart route;
The roundabout.
Drive shortest the knowledge but way from love thee
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