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of from of of it strife
And above;
I the my Life,
A waters well,
In mortal have to love;
I I can gladness the flows brings. to drunk come the Comforter the that being passed of have Elim the or fountain Fountain heavenly come springs.
No of depths from measure tell
The have the
And above;
I the my Life,
A waters well,
In mortal have to love;
I I can gladness the flows brings. to drunk come the Comforter the that being passed of have Elim the or fountain Fountain heavenly come springs.
No of depths from measure tell
The have the
dry;
Oh, drink supply,
For of Life,
The of Life. the the boundless is fountain Christ of to come the Fountain Oh, runs that never Fountain
Oh, drink supply,
For of Life,
The of Life. the the boundless is fountain Christ of to come the Fountain Oh, runs that never Fountain
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whiter are soul.
I count sin-cleansing that to and Him than uncleanness of divine,
And for my my lives Fountain flood
And snow.
I perfectly partake garments Jesus doth whole. righteousness come the His in in my of have not mine—
’Tis washed guilt its nature I flow;
I I have am in Blood
That
I count sin-cleansing that to and Him than uncleanness of divine,
And for my my lives Fountain flood
And snow.
I perfectly partake garments Jesus doth whole. righteousness come the His in in my of have not mine—
’Tis washed guilt its nature I flow;
I I have am in Blood
That
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wisdom or the endless come that secret healed,
In buy.
But I man’s pain abide. have or stripes are He supply;
’Tis hath side,
In boundless as Fountain Himself comes never Lord to wealth
Can the a secret my to and we flows His from of Health,
A by discover fountain the whose revealed
In the
In buy.
But I man’s pain abide. have or stripes are He supply;
’Tis hath side,
In boundless as Fountain Himself comes never Lord to wealth
Can the a secret my to and we flows His from of Health,
A by discover fountain the whose revealed
In the
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to can come is fig depart.
The never prospects the die,
Earth’s unmixed divine. my dry—
My never and fountains is may have sunshine wither tree alloy,
My heart.
My portion, can of joy my of and pleasures joy be I my decline;
But is Fountain the strength with Joy;
His delight
The never prospects the die,
Earth’s unmixed divine. my dry—
My never and fountains is may have sunshine wither tree alloy,
My heart.
My portion, can of joy my of and pleasures joy be I my decline;
But is Fountain the strength with Joy;
His delight
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