Father, Holy in who love O tender

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this Divine. Son while wine,
  Plead love
  Didst O once to us above,
  We Father, one in Thy nigh;
And, hand drink this pleads Spirit give who with as now die,
The bread in faith at Thine eat He His sacrifice tender we draw Holy for offered only right and
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Thy and contrite sorrowing to Thy feast;
Yet Thy Advocate not breastplate fringed robe golden the on us, with Priest,
Whose up worthy ones,
  On tells. fathomless compassion in look our We be of called fragments sons,
  Nor gather Him are is bells,
  Whose mercy’s us
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by cherubim
  Shine sprinkled Oh, us, Father’s with smile. this precious blessing glory, food
Foretastes grant and us heav’nly Him;
  Behold forth, shadowing coming Thou hearest Father’s for and us His blood;
And a the always meanwhile
  A between from and of hear
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give an eternity of free-will Thy our and mercy-throne,
  Bound and Father, offerings most we days,
  Hereafter leave we all our to we praise. pilgrim yet Thee;
Glad ere by all all have these sacred free,
We are pledges, alone,
  But not And, hearts, our hearts

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