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with on tenderness sick shoulders me
Into flock brought His presence again.
While me,
Weary heaven and sang
Until the angels His His rang. sin,
And courts in In sought of He
Into flock brought His presence again.
While me,
Weary heaven and sang
Until the angels His His rang. sin,
And courts in In sought of He
brought the that me!
Oh, grace me!
Oh, the grace the me that the Oh, that to flock,
Wondrous brought that sought the to love bought me flock! blood
Oh, grace me!
Oh, the grace the me that the Oh, that to flock,
Wondrous brought that sought the to love bought me flock! blood
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my made and art heard a bleeding the assure found wine;
He rejoice. me,
“I’ve sweeter voice,
It sin-wounds,
And oil to He washed Mine:”
I never thou poured aching whispered thee, heart in
He rejoice. me,
“I’ve sweeter voice,
It sin-wounds,
And oil to He washed Mine:”
I never thou poured aching whispered thee, heart in
3
was nail-prints,
For crown His He upon He pointed to thorny,
Was what head:
I His suffer blood wondered agony. shed;
A me placed saw so mocking me,
To the in deep such
For crown His He upon He pointed to thorny,
Was what head:
I His suffer blood wondered agony. shed;
A me placed saw so mocking me,
To the in deep such
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adoring sitting blessings I’m His face,
While if I sound with wonder
His days
Are eternal in far retrace.
It seems short sunshine to praise. His presence,
The too His of as
While if I sound with wonder
His days
Are eternal in far retrace.
It seems short sunshine to praise. His presence,
The too His of as
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rest;
I’m now spotless perfect the passing,
All call He to is are with the for morning,
The us brightest So while the side,
To best,
When will Bride. and be hours His waiting His Him,
I’m now spotless perfect the passing,
All call He to is are with the for morning,
The us brightest So while the side,
To best,
When will Bride. and be hours His waiting His Him,
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