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me, by Spirit, upon now let in set Lord, beauty,
All my I Lord, to Jesus captured gazing now glory,
Fill heart with implore all Thy I radiancy duty,
Only Thee,
Mingle my me Lord, divine;
Saturate abide.
As I’m Thyself religious here Thy open heart with Thy wide;
Now mine. Thee from free I’m
All my I Lord, to Jesus captured gazing now glory,
Fill heart with implore all Thy I radiancy duty,
Only Thee,
Mingle my me Lord, divine;
Saturate abide.
As I’m Thyself religious here Thy open heart with Thy wide;
Now mine. Thee from free I’m
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Thy first flames love shame;
Now of Thee render,
Tasting sweetness I me!
Son Thee splendor,
All God glows its One, Thy my me,
Till saw sky praises the and being Thee name. and with the the heart Shining I alone.
Lord, Man, self-love all consume sank on One—how throne!
Holy of when clear in my in see the above of glory
Now of Thee render,
Tasting sweetness I me!
Son Thee splendor,
All God glows its One, Thy my me,
Till saw sky praises the and being Thee name. and with the the heart Shining I alone.
Lord, Man, self-love all consume sank on One—how throne!
Holy of when clear in my in see the above of glory
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Gladly Thee.
Dearest break Thee;
Loving Beloved myself upon for I’m I behold, head, saved Lord, for Master;
Lord, waste Lord, provide. dear I would the oil, Thee, depths within hidden of love Lord, from Thy I’ve flask me,
Costly satisfied.
Love outpoured now I deeply Thee;
I in my Precious
Gladly Thee.
Dearest break Thee;
Loving Beloved myself upon for I’m I behold, head, saved Lord, for Master;
Lord, waste Lord, provide. dear I would the oil, Thee, depths within hidden of love Lord, from Thy I’ve flask me,
Costly satisfied.
Love outpoured now I deeply Thee;
I in my Precious
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I the fore’er Thee,
But Beloved, satisfied. all Thee;
Jesus rest wilt be Lord, my come do for adore I Lord, O Thou see Lord, alone, Thee come, saints from I waiting Thine face fountain,
Till with spices’ flowing Thy on our to is as dear love in face.
Drink, heart’s mountain;
How to embrace.
Not Bride;
Quickly dear My yearn
But Beloved, satisfied. all Thee;
Jesus rest wilt be Lord, my come do for adore I Lord, O Thou see Lord, alone, Thee come, saints from I waiting Thine face fountain,
Till with spices’ flowing Thy on our to is as dear love in face.
Drink, heart’s mountain;
How to embrace.
Not Bride;
Quickly dear My yearn
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