sing, the for of me Let glory heaven

E164 T164
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Let Thy praise depart. shall the never my for sing, all heaven
Like of heart;
I has would o’er which glory forgiven,
For swept sunbeam a love, Thee for sins me
2
shines wood,
Makes of the through unto from his as murmur works praise the sun sighs Thee, praise Thee,
If Giver of good,
If wind, If song it each a Thy the tree,
3
all of nature be Then and sure, shall praises bring,
Though psalm must be;
Shall me? sing,
And unworthy no vocal the these from a tribute lips, rejoicing
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still glorious though praises,
Thou worship surrounded Redeemer!
I Divine;
And rejoice, wilt Savior O would a with mine. Thee, such hear song as wonderful,