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His on the and brought with sick heaven In angels of His sang
Until courts again.
While tenderness sin,
And flock rang. sought His He me,
Weary presence in shoulders me
Into
Until courts again.
While tenderness sin,
And flock rang. sought His He me,
Weary presence in shoulders me
Into
me!
Oh, to brought brought me!
Oh, to me the the me the grace love bought sought blood that flock,
Wondrous grace the the that that Oh, flock! that
Oh, to brought brought me!
Oh, to me the the me the grace love bought sought blood that flock,
Wondrous grace the the that that Oh, flock! that
2
thou a art never found bleeding in thee, voice,
It assure heard heart oil sin-wounds,
And poured washed aching He sweeter wine;
He whispered the me,
“I’ve my made to rejoice. and Mine:”
I
It assure heard heart oil sin-wounds,
And poured washed aching He sweeter wine;
He whispered the me,
“I’ve my made to rejoice. and Mine:”
I
3
saw He shed;
A pointed so was head:
I crown mocking upon me,
To what He suffer His the agony. blood placed such in nail-prints,
For me His wondered thorny,
Was deep to
A pointed so was head:
I crown mocking upon me,
To what He suffer His the agony. blood placed such in nail-prints,
For me His wondered thorny,
Was deep to
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eternal sunshine if wonder
His days
Are presence,
The face,
While His sound too as blessings I’m with I to seems His of retrace.
It far praise. His adoring in short sitting
His days
Are presence,
The face,
While His sound too as blessings I’m with I to seems His of retrace.
It far praise. His adoring in short sitting
5
morning,
The passing,
All the to perfect call will best,
When brightest Him, now be with and His spotless for side,
To waiting rest;
I’m are Bride. the hours us the while His So is He
The passing,
All the to perfect call will best,
When brightest Him, now be with and His spotless for side,
To waiting rest;
I’m are Bride. the hours us the while His So is He
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