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the Christ In of head the round its cross of of story
Gathers sublime. time;
All o'er sacred I glory,
Tow'ring light wrecks the
Gathers sublime. time;
All o'er sacred I glory,
Tow'ring light wrecks the
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joy. and It cross When woes deceive, peace forsake fears life me,
Hopes me,
Lo! shall the the and glows with annoy,
Never o'ertake of
Hopes me,
Lo! shall the the and glows with annoy,
Never o'ertake of
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of love bliss more When to sun and luster cross upon is radiance my streaming
Adds way,
From the the the the beaming
Light day.
Adds way,
From the the the the beaming
Light day.
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and is are pain sanctified;
Peace pleasure,
By no that cross blessing, Bane knows abide. that time the all measure,
Joys and through there
Peace pleasure,
By no that cross blessing, Bane knows abide. that time the all measure,
Joys and through there