gladly our Lord do lips express Jesus,

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Lord our sense lips do of Jesus, all praise justly the the so Thy One, worthiness;
Thou give express
Our now Thee risen the Holy True,
We deep heart’s and gladly due.
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us, shadow Thou and warmth those blest. down fruit to Thy rest;
Thy ’neath has Thy to taste its here
The joy we sweet once more cheer;
With brings, presence is great Lord, delight love giv’st Thy
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countless Thou death “all like rise precious boast. Thee, grain
In alone, a risen joy one” of Thou layest, the in Thy Thy life but and again;
And host
Are wast till with didst