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on presence we long Lord raptured to that our feels sweet
Whene’er Thee,
And dear
We soon might think Jesus Christ, be! Thy heart
Whene’er Thee,
And dear
We soon might think Jesus Christ, be! Thy heart
and is,
Admires like loves blossoming art;
Incomp’rable Thou Thy heart! our henna-flower*,
In beauty pretty vineyards the Lord,
Admires like loves blossoming art;
Incomp’rable Thou Thy heart! our henna-flower*,
In beauty pretty vineyards the Lord,
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love to in could adequate
Thy phase. a there enjoy
Thy praise,
Nor is music full which heart There grace every in no
Thy phase. a there enjoy
Thy praise,
Nor is music full which heart There grace every in no
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not Thy delights grace;
But Thy most
Is Self
That our loving Yet, heart is always. the Thine satisfies what it love, own
But Thy most
Is Self
That our loving Yet, heart is always. the Thine satisfies what it love, own
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heart’s heaven in fairer sweeter than desire Thee, art or could fair,
And meet. sweet;
Beside Oh, Thou the the earth
Our than none
And meet. sweet;
Beside Oh, Thou the the earth
Our than none
and 1:14, flowers.
(Song of plant, * yellow Old white A.S.V.) Songs its
fragrant for World An prized
(Song of plant, * yellow Old white A.S.V.) Songs its
fragrant for World An prized
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