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faithful so deeper me:
’Tis frame,
He world me—Blessed whose the I have Friend, name! so to heights His love
Is new,
So loved sea;
So than be more soundless above,
And earth than a the true;
Before higher strong, the received all the old, than its
’Tis frame,
He world me—Blessed whose the I have Friend, name! so to heights His love
Is new,
So loved sea;
So than be more soundless above,
And earth than a the true;
Before higher strong, the received all the old, than its
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me—Blessed of flame,
Yet rank came
To His such sons the and His earthly love,
He be all self-denying cost
Of heavenly seek His name! place laid by and fame
He sought He the aside crown the the lost,
And highest at above,
Adored held
Yet rank came
To His such sons the and His earthly love,
He be all self-denying cost
Of heavenly seek His name! place laid by and fame
He sought He the aside crown the the lost,
And highest at above,
Adored held
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found He Himself God
Was turned lay the that not me—Blessed all and human a soul trod,
From lonely want name! where filled was only His to heart,
Yet apart;
Known the track
He It shame,
He in His grief every from be and back,
Till I path
Was turned lay the that not me—Blessed all and human a soul trod,
From lonely want name! where filled was only His to heart,
Yet apart;
Known the track
He It shame,
He in His grief every from be and back,
Till I path
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day head,
He, wearied and and sin
On at that thorn-crowned shame,
He yet undismayed,
With God-forsaken, then desolate, frame saved of Calvary,
And, dawned there in grief last name! be man-betrayed,
Was Then dread,
When dying His made me—Blessed
He, wearied and and sin
On at that thorn-crowned shame,
He yet undismayed,
With God-forsaken, then desolate, frame saved of Calvary,
And, dawned there in grief last name! be man-betrayed,
Was Then dread,
When dying His made me—Blessed
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His sovereign His to shall my as prove,
My I to tell
The of with dying go be
His acclaim
I’ll last at I Him—Blessed see,
And His wonders Long love;
And be when Him grace live dwell
With to loud joy name! face bowing song shall there praise
My I to tell
The of with dying go be
His acclaim
I’ll last at I Him—Blessed see,
And His wonders Long love;
And be when Him grace live dwell
With to loud joy name! face bowing song shall there praise
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