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feels long on Lord soon that presence we heart Jesus Thy raptured Christ, dear
We Thee,
And might to sweet
Whene’er be! think our
We Thee,
And might to sweet
Whene’er be! think our
blossoming Thou vineyards is,
Admires heart! like our pretty art;
Incomp’rable and Lord, Thy henna-flower*,
In the beauty loves
Admires heart! like our pretty art;
Incomp’rable and Lord, Thy henna-flower*,
In the beauty loves
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music every to enjoy
Thy full could in phase. there grace is praise,
Nor There no love which adequate
Thy a heart in
Thy full could in phase. there grace is praise,
Nor There no love which adequate
Thy a heart in
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it is Yet, Thine not heart own grace;
But what Thy Thy delights the loving love, always. satisfies our most
Is Self
That
But what Thy Thy delights the loving love, always. satisfies our most
Is Self
That
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Thee, meet. fairer the sweet;
Beside art in fair,
And Oh, heaven than earth
Our the heart’s than none Thou or could desire sweeter
Beside art in fair,
And Oh, heaven than earth
Our the heart’s than none Thou or could desire sweeter
plant, and An white flowers.
(Song 1:14, prized * for its
fragrant yellow Old of World A.S.V.) Songs
(Song 1:14, prized * for its
fragrant yellow Old of World A.S.V.) Songs
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