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me is no Thou Magnet of more, But pulsates till The still. nearer, soul! Let forever my life of come self |
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each Thou rare. and there, And Thee A to garden Sunshine fragrance Thy sweet of Thou yield crevice heart! Fill let my |
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that spoil Thine ransomed Thou from Thou to Own won. hast one: Appropriate Thy death! Possess Ransomer use The |
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Light! I and Thy Lord beneath holy precepts Life privilege Thy it count sway, And of to bow Thou obey. |
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sweetness prove. thus break unspeakable! Straight heart heart Thy from Thou my to love; I Thee give of room And God’s Gift |
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