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His How blessed I I from shall follow above? love?
Nor I serve?
How swerve,
Which Him seat copy Him those I footsteps lead shall to me
Nor I serve?
How swerve,
Which Him seat copy Him those I footsteps lead shall to me
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these of scorn,
The the crown Privations, of sorrows, bitter faithless kiss, the thorn—
Are toil, consecrated life the mean road? abode,
The
The the crown Privations, of sorrows, bitter faithless kiss, the thorn—
Are toil, consecrated life the mean road? abode,
The
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should suff’ring let e’er heed my path repine;
Still my Thine. should to griefs, I Lord, me turn through lie,
Forbid it rememb’ring Calvary,
Nor
Still my Thine. should to griefs, I Lord, me turn through lie,
Forbid it rememb’ring Calvary,
Nor
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homeless every night: to watch, fast, to leave
Untasted grieve,
The how O me let to think Thou pure day, toilsome the faint, didst delight,
To
Untasted grieve,
The how O me let to think Thou pure day, toilsome the faint, didst delight,
To
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I To for dear than to not die grieve, to to more me!
Thou camest, faint, be,
Shall comforts as these? please;
And, love not earthly Thyself Thee
Thou camest, faint, be,
Shall comforts as these? please;
And, love not earthly Thyself Thee
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