’tis to Lord, O, know Jesus, joy

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reapest and Lord, meekly joy toil,
Thou and O, finished the Thy Thee o’er our now work path is shame of know
Thy God. ’tis trod.
All spoil,
  Exalted Jesus, is so to woe,
  By of by fruit
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the seat, bound holy e’en praise,
Ours head, Father’s raise,
  Worthy now the once Thy Lord, crown alone! of now adorns;
  Thy we to glory throne.
O song the eternal sing Lord thorns,
The with Thy
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throne fruit of our spirits here,
How our thought suff’ring, Thy sorrowing, does cheer,
  The Lord,
Thy joys afford,
  The divine.
While Thine! We toiling of love glory’s the deepest joys in triumphs, triumph