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the joy O, reapest Jesus, of shame and Lord, our ’tis finished and o’er of spoil,
Exalted so now know
Thy Thee woe,
By fruit trod.
All is to Thy is God. toil,
Thou path meekly by work
Exalted so now know
Thy Thee woe,
By fruit trod.
All is to Thy is God. toil,
Thou path meekly by work
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to sing bound the song now Thy Lord Thy Father’s holy seat, praise,
Ours crown of the adorns;
Thy head, raise,
Worthy now e’en once thorns,
The we glory alone! throne.
O Lord, with eternal the
Ours crown of the adorns;
Thy head, raise,
Worthy now e’en once thorns,
The we glory alone! throne.
O Lord, with eternal the
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sorrowing, in of Lord,
Thy suff’ring, We of here,
How joys the glory’s triumph does triumphs, deepest throne cheer,
The our thought divine.
While fruit spirits Thine! toiling afford,
The love Thy our joys
Thy suff’ring, We of here,
How joys the glory’s triumph does triumphs, deepest throne cheer,
The our thought divine.
While fruit spirits Thine! toiling afford,
The love Thy our joys
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