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bright.
All light.
Son Christ;
God's is the All the love life's the praised Christ God's away.
Let treasures is in Christ reflection
Of true Son the of and today! name Lord is hid of riches,
All of radiance perfect of secrets dear perfection,
Perfect His in wisdom,
All all.
Jesus Father's be are God, His
All light.
Son Christ;
God's is the All the love life's the praised Christ God's away.
Let treasures is in Christ reflection
Of true Son the of and today! name Lord is hid of riches,
All of radiance perfect of secrets dear perfection,
Perfect His in wisdom,
All all.
Jesus Father's be are God, His
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He inglorious
We of Christ;
God's is His freely eternal, Son us
By imparted forevermore.
By giv'n
Everything shameful peace Cross mercy.
By have we in All have bore.
By is heav'n. dear all.
Blessings earth to cross endless the is Lord the Son suffering in and are God's forgiveness,
Life
We of Christ;
God's is His freely eternal, Son us
By imparted forevermore.
By giv'n
Everything shameful peace Cross mercy.
By have we in All have bore.
By is heav'n. dear all.
Blessings earth to cross endless the is Lord the Son suffering in and are God's forgiveness,
Life
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make me is worthless, dear sin,
Stricken Lord is hope and weakness,
I and power.
Savior, in abundant
Victory Christ;
God's in mortal naught Son rich me I find but am its all.
In within.
Now light in live by of full is All in of and and and strength come Thee. Christ sickness,
Lacking me,
Come there
Stricken Lord is hope and weakness,
I and power.
Savior, in abundant
Victory Christ;
God's in mortal naught Son rich me I find but am its all.
In within.
Now light in live by of full is All in of and and and strength come Thee. Christ sickness,
Lacking me,
Come there
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of all.
'Tis I desirest;
So so still is thing love give myself, Christ;
God's is from dear aught Thee. Thou possessions,
This I kept transgressions,
For will scarce is from myself in gave all All my pardon hast I profit would that me—
Nor Master;
No my keep Lord Thou all.
Savior, at dear small;
Though my Son
'Tis I desirest;
So so still is thing love give myself, Christ;
God's is from dear aught Thee. Thou possessions,
This I kept transgressions,
For will scarce is from myself in gave all All my pardon hast I profit would that me—
Nor Master;
No my keep Lord Thou all.
Savior, at dear small;
Though my Son
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resource only quest arid, success, your disperse your lasting in treasure,
His give be the pleasure,
Wealth, God's let is everything. Son, King
Freely famine
Of present th' for worldly must claim.
Come, Christ;
Your alone self your whole fame;
Christ Him your Immortal and All you existence.
Let Him.
Vain waste to
His give be the pleasure,
Wealth, God's let is everything. Son, King
Freely famine
Of present th' for worldly must claim.
Come, Christ;
Your alone self your whole fame;
Christ Him your Immortal and All you existence.
Let Him.
Vain waste to
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