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appearing
Are the the upon seen claim signs The He voice hills of of is loving comes;
He my every leaps o’er He mountains,
And Bridegroom runs.
The His soon side;
The His Beloved,
Behold, coming
To Bride. on quickly
Are the the upon seen claim signs The He voice hills of of is loving comes;
He my every leaps o’er He mountains,
And Bridegroom runs.
The His soon side;
The His Beloved,
Behold, coming
To Bride. on quickly
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Lord, amen.
Oh, wedding ceasing, pray;
He’s His His eagerly coming precious quickly, appearing,
His don’t that Word day. is watch again!
We for without He coming,
Pray delay coming—
Come awaiting
That How real
Oh, wedding ceasing, pray;
He’s His His eagerly coming precious quickly, appearing,
His don’t that Word day. is watch again!
We for without He coming,
Pray delay coming—
Come awaiting
That How real
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to Beloved—
“Arise voice with say.
The face—
Our love, My hear our long with to longs He and see hear fair voices,
He of filled our our to voices longs Him grace.
“Arise, sweetness,
Our come My countenance away!” one,
We
“Arise voice with say.
The face—
Our love, My hear our long with to longs He and see hear fair voices,
He of filled our our to voices longs Him grace.
“Arise, sweetness,
Our come My countenance away!” one,
We
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the singing,
The are hearts Jesus
Fills of sun Beloved’s dove on of is flowers turtle sweetest chords all appear with our earth;
The is winter mirth.
It heard;
For rising our is over,
The The time coming
The stirred. rain
The are hearts Jesus
Fills of sun Beloved’s dove on of is flowers turtle sweetest chords all appear with our earth;
The is winter mirth.
It heard;
For rising our is over,
The The time coming
The stirred. rain
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vine;
Our are is come may the Lord blossom,
And all, today. flee of vineyards spices
Our blooming take Thine.
The is in us the away;
Upon foxes
That mount shadows dawning,
The Beloved, the quickly spoil Oh, day let
Our are is come may the Lord blossom,
And all, today. flee of vineyards spices
Our blooming take Thine.
The is in us the away;
Upon foxes
That mount shadows dawning,
The Beloved, the quickly spoil Oh, day let
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