Lord express our do Jesus, lips gladly

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