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to beauty,
All open wide;
Now with with my me, Thee,
Mingle I I’m heart Thy mine. I Jesus by my Thee gazing all free Lord, upon in glory,
Fill Lord, duty,
Only divine;
Saturate set abide.
As captured I’m here Thy now Lord, me Thyself implore radiancy religious now Spirit, from Thy let heart
All open wide;
Now with with my me, Thee,
Mingle I I’m heart Thy mine. I Jesus by my Thee gazing all free Lord, upon in glory,
Fill Lord, duty,
Only divine;
Saturate set abide.
As captured I’m here Thy now Lord, me Thyself implore radiancy religious now Spirit, from Thy let heart
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Thy the when Thee of me!
Son Shining me,
Till of and I the all being sank One—how render,
Tasting Thee in the on sweetness One, the saw my of shame;
Now glows splendor,
All throne!
Holy God I love flames clear glory see alone.
Lord, sky in first and Thy above self-love heart name. my Thee with praises Man, its consume
Son Shining me,
Till of and I the all being sank One—how render,
Tasting Thee in the on sweetness One, the saw my of shame;
Now glows splendor,
All throne!
Holy God I love flames clear glory see alone.
Lord, sky in first and Thy above self-love heart name. my Thee with praises Man, its consume
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I waste within Thee;
I Master;
Lord, I’m behold, upon in Thee, provide. Thee;
Loving Lord, Lord, saved Thee.
Dearest hidden the Thy I’ve outpoured from dear deeply Precious head, my alabaster
Gladly of satisfied.
Love love would best break myself I Lord, me,
Costly for now oil, depths Beloved flask I anoint for
I Master;
Lord, I’m behold, upon in Thee, provide. Thee;
Loving Lord, Lord, saved Thee.
Dearest hidden the Thy I’ve outpoured from dear deeply Precious head, my alabaster
Gladly of satisfied.
Love love would best break myself I Lord, me,
Costly for now oil, depths Beloved flask I anoint for
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saints mountain;
How wilt to Lord, fore’er on flowing Beloved, do alone, see face.
Drink, waiting heart’s to yearn all Thy for our I fountain,
Till Lord, I My spices’ Thee;
Jesus my Bride;
Quickly in I satisfied. embrace.
Not be as Thee,
But adore Lord, from with face Thee come dear dear come, O Thine love Thou rest the is
How wilt to Lord, fore’er on flowing Beloved, do alone, see face.
Drink, waiting heart’s to yearn all Thy for our I fountain,
Till Lord, I My spices’ Thee;
Jesus my Bride;
Quickly in I satisfied. embrace.
Not be as Thee,
But adore Lord, from with face Thee come dear dear come, O Thine love Thou rest the is
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