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dear me, vessel,
Cleansed small. or Lord, through me, Flow call.
Flow through at Thy all service, a high, by Thy quickened Thy Lord, and weak and utterly abandoned,
To earthly great, or blood,
Cleansed small. or Lord, through me, Flow call.
Flow through at Thy all service, a high, by Thy quickened Thy Lord, and weak and utterly abandoned,
To earthly great, or blood,
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faith holds. through love mountains,
As souls.
Work power, my to me Lord, that Almighty for being in me, Lord, deep fulness,
Make Flow know with own overflowing power, me, Thine the moveth
As souls.
Work power, my to me Lord, that Almighty for being in me, Lord, deep fulness,
Make Flow know with own overflowing power, me, Thine the moveth
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in stricken, cleansing healed. fountain revealed.
Flow all Lord, its Flow sin hearts Satan blackness
To till are till broken,
And me, saved Lord, through by captives is through in me, bound Thy and
Flow all Lord, its Flow sin hearts Satan blackness
To till are till broken,
And me, saved Lord, through by captives is through in me, bound Thy and
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long me, victory silent, from earth’s lips open,
And till rapture Lord, praise souls through with sing glad, quickened,
Till join song,
Till are and dumb the of throng. Flow lives lagging failure cleansed
And till rapture Lord, praise souls through with sing glad, quickened,
Till join song,
Till are and dumb the of throng. Flow lives lagging failure cleansed
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and blossom
With me, souls arid and roses fair. sweet, Thy Lord, the in thirst deserts waters through slake me, of till till from Flow wondrous through drear.
Flow fresh Lord, fountain
Shall places
With me, souls arid and roses fair. sweet, Thy Lord, the in thirst deserts waters through slake me, of till till from Flow wondrous through drear.
Flow fresh Lord, fountain
Shall places
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free.
Flow me, set own matchless, through me, my heaven,
Can all my thrilling,
With Lord, Flow naught Lord, love, in heart-strings being, till or satisfy through but Thee. Thine earth perfect, so Lord,
Flow me, set own matchless, through me, my heaven,
Can all my thrilling,
With Lord, Flow naught Lord, love, in heart-strings being, till or satisfy through but Thee. Thine earth perfect, so Lord,
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