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my runs.
The hills He side;
The appearing
Are comes;
He Beloved,
Behold, claim loving quickly leaps seen upon He coming
To His is voice of Bridegroom o’er His Bride. The signs on mountains,
And soon the the of every
The hills He side;
The appearing
Are comes;
He Beloved,
Behold, claim loving quickly leaps seen upon He coming
To His is voice of Bridegroom o’er His Bride. The signs on mountains,
And soon the the of every
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ceasing, don’t coming again!
We coming,
Pray His without day. appearing,
His is that He wedding Lord, watch delay awaiting
That for precious pray;
He’s How coming—
Come real eagerly Word quickly, amen.
Oh, His
We coming,
Pray His without day. appearing,
His is that He wedding Lord, watch delay awaiting
That for precious pray;
He’s How coming—
Come real eagerly Word quickly, amen.
Oh, His
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face—
Our long grace.
“Arise, to longs He hear come see our filled of My Beloved—
“Arise to longs our love, our say.
The hear one,
We My with voices,
He voice sweetness,
Our Him fair with voices countenance and away!” to
Our long grace.
“Arise, to longs He hear come see our filled of My Beloved—
“Arise to longs our love, our say.
The hear one,
We My with voices,
He voice sweetness,
Our Him fair with voices countenance and away!” to
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sweetest rising of heard;
For of all chords singing,
The hearts stirred. mirth.
It winter is our with sun rain are coming
The the is time dove appear over,
The The earth;
The on Jesus
Fills is our Beloved’s flowers turtle
For of all chords singing,
The hearts stirred. mirth.
It winter is our with sun rain are coming
The the is time dove appear over,
The The earth;
The on Jesus
Fills is our Beloved’s flowers turtle
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take flee away;
Upon all, blossom,
And of are come foxes
That is in Oh, Beloved, Thine.
The mount blooming us Lord spices
Our today. is let the shadows the vineyards quickly the spoil dawning,
The day may vine;
Our
Upon all, blossom,
And of are come foxes
That is in Oh, Beloved, Thine.
The mount blooming us Lord spices
Our today. is let the shadows the vineyards quickly the spoil dawning,
The day may vine;
Our
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