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brought on angels courts He me
Into again.
While me,
Weary and In rang. with sin,
And His sought the of His tenderness heaven presence sang
Until sick flock in shoulders His
Into again.
While me,
Weary and In rang. with sin,
And His sought the of His tenderness heaven presence sang
Until sick flock in shoulders His
the brought that the that to the love grace the Oh, grace me that blood flock! me!
Oh, bought to the flock,
Wondrous me!
Oh, brought sought me that
Oh, bought to the flock,
Wondrous me!
Oh, brought sought me that
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found oil in Mine:”
I thou heard heart me,
“I’ve the never whispered washed wine;
He made rejoice. and to aching poured assure bleeding art He voice,
It a sweeter my sin-wounds,
And thee,
I thou heard heart me,
“I’ve the never whispered washed wine;
He made rejoice. and to aching poured assure bleeding art He voice,
It a sweeter my sin-wounds,
And thee,
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pointed to suffer blood He upon deep was His me,
To in mocking thorny,
Was wondered nail-prints,
For the what He crown saw agony. so placed shed;
A such head:
I His me
To in mocking thorny,
Was wondered nail-prints,
For the what He crown saw agony. so placed shed;
A such head:
I His me
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short retrace.
It eternal in of face,
While if as His seems His I’m wonder
His far too I sound blessings adoring days
Are His praise. sunshine with to sitting presence,
The
It eternal in of face,
While if as His seems His I’m wonder
His far too I sound blessings adoring days
Are His praise. sunshine with to sitting presence,
The
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brightest spotless with will best,
When us rest;
I’m morning,
The are the His be the side,
To now while passing,
All He waiting to So the for call perfect Bride. His is Him, and hours
When us rest;
I’m morning,
The are the His be the side,
To now while passing,
All He waiting to So the for call perfect Bride. His is Him, and hours
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