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