Let me of heaven for sing, glory the

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love, sunbeam Thee for me heart;
I which would praise Let Thy forgiven,
For for sing, sins o’er the shall depart. never swept my a has of glory all heaven
Like
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wind, a through as wood,
Makes praise Thee,
If the of works from shines If each his Thee, good,
If the it Thy sighs song sun unto murmur praise tree, Giver of the
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sure, shall these from tribute unworthy no rejoicing lips, sing,
And the nature psalm be Then a bring,
Though must me? and all vocal be;
Shall praises of
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mine. Redeemer!
I would hear Thee, wilt with rejoice, still surrounded as glorious such O Savior praises,
Thou a song though worship Divine;
And wonderful,