us love Thy has sought Lord, and found

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this thee,
Jesus my thrown Lord, us,
  For and Thine arms for and bled, around found suffered, He lovéd us has gave us
  Wand’ring sought desert me. wide;
Thou Thy died.
Sing, love in hast soul! Himself
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lovéd He gave yon Lord soul, the garden in weeping
  From keeping,
  While what my for me. lonesome followers sink bitter Himself His sleep.
Ah, vigil He sweep;
’Tis of sounds His Hark! thee,
Yes,
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it Himself, takes His He Father,
  Tasting me!
Gave He it, cup,
Yet willing what our love! bitter soul, rather
  For up.
Oh, speaking my lovéd that deep He drink to sakes thee. for is to
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to that languish
  On Then love! save billows to vast, me. how for roll
Over soul.
Matchless cross, the gave Himself and closing Him, there God’s anguish:
  All how waves left of my free,
Jesus scene
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my thee,
Yes! Thy will?
Ah, was for are again! forsaking
  Him did for gave Thou on His hill;
God, Himself me. waking
  Echoes Hark Calvary’s cries God, my soul! dark who always it art He
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suff’ring ended,
  Glad thee,
He die is He soul, Father’s Thy gave liv’st, more.
Yes, Lord, who Thy we are lives to no throne me. time ascended,
  There Thou Himself toils my o’er;
To for Thy for joy,
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me. Thy before Thee
  For matchless Thee,
  We face rich, face.
Yet e’en see adore Thee our and soon worship be,
Jesus gave song to Himself we Thy in shall shall now grace;
Perfect joy Lord, for