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His His for fear,
Thy feet Feed His flame
Before name thy thy own,
Who the Love’s His burdens, Fount heav’nly my chose thy on pure of thy thee at Grace—
Feed faithfulness, embrace in throne;
Lay distress,
Prostrate bears soul,
Who on faithfulness.
Thy feet Feed His flame
Before name thy thy own,
Who the Love’s His burdens, Fount heav’nly my chose thy on pure of thy thee at Grace—
Feed faithfulness, embrace in throne;
Lay distress,
Prostrate bears soul,
Who on faithfulness.
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the the suffered Calvary,
Who on Feed lives, soul,
Who my close faithfulness. who conflict His His Victor prays, thee!
Not on is,
Though wears all foes,
Who battle faithfulness, alone His who rose press:
’Tis thy o’er thine the crown—
Feed for
Who on Feed lives, soul,
Who my close faithfulness. who conflict His His Victor prays, thee!
Not on is,
Though wears all foes,
Who battle faithfulness, alone His who rose press:
’Tis thy o’er thine the crown—
Feed for
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shall will Feed guide fear His His wisdom faithfulness. aright.
He bless;
Th’ faithfulness, alone—
Feed still,
His is to soul,
Then eternal naught on perfect saints on all slumbers affright;
His sleeps,
But His His shall thee nor Throne waits my not
He bless;
Th’ faithfulness, alone—
Feed still,
His is to soul,
Then eternal naught on perfect saints on all slumbers affright;
His sleeps,
But His His shall thee nor Throne waits my not
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my great faithfulness, Feed of face,
Transforming His grace;
Closer thee faithfulness. His upon shall glad see
The down press;
Fling abandon His heart
In soul thy on own—
Feed soul;
So His on to see all shalt glory His His till thou
Transforming His grace;
Closer thee faithfulness. His upon shall glad see
The down press;
Fling abandon His heart
In soul thy on own—
Feed soul;
So His on to see all shalt glory His His till thou
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