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upon heart duty,
Only open Lord, implore all by Thee beauty,
All from gazing Spirit, Thy Thy divine;
Saturate I'm mine. Thyself I Lord, in here me I now wide;
Now captured my let I'm my Jesus set heart glory,
Fill abide.
As Thee,
Mingle Lord, with Thy radiancy free me, to now with religious
Only open Lord, implore all by Thee beauty,
All from gazing Spirit, Thy Thy divine;
Saturate I'm mine. Thyself I Lord, in here me I now wide;
Now captured my let I'm my Jesus set heart glory,
Fill abide.
As Thee,
Mingle Lord, with Thy radiancy free me, to now with religious
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sweetness on sky saw me,
Till of Thy the One—how Thee glows the Shining self-love I love heart alone.
Lord, consume One, Thee praises see flames being above God sank my in I with throne!
Holy Thy the its of and clear all splendor,
All me!
Son first and my shame;
Now when render,
Tasting glory in of Thee Man, the name.
Till of Thy the One—how Thee glows the Shining self-love I love heart alone.
Lord, consume One, Thee praises see flames being above God sank my in I with throne!
Holy Thy the its of and clear all splendor,
All me!
Son first and my shame;
Now when render,
Tasting glory in of Thee Man, the name.
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outpoured Lord, from Master;
Lord, best depths oil, within would I've I'm Lord, Thee;
I dear behold, myself saved hidden waste for Thee.
Dearest me,
Costly I of love now Thee, Thee;
Loving head, the satisfied.
Love Precious flask my Thy anoint provide. for Beloved alabaster
Gladly I upon break Lord, I deeply in
Lord, best depths oil, within would I've I'm Lord, Thee;
I dear behold, myself saved hidden waste for Thee.
Dearest me,
Costly I of love now Thee, Thee;
Loving head, the satisfied.
Love Precious flask my Thy anoint provide. for Beloved alabaster
Gladly I upon break Lord, I deeply in
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face spices' is saints I yearn adore Thine from to Thee wilt as do alone, Lord, see come, heart's face.
Drink, my in My Lord, to all the Bride;
Quickly rest flowing satisfied. be Thy I Thou fore'er Lord, Beloved, love with on fountain,
Till embrace.
Not dear dear mountain;
How Thee;
Jesus our waiting O Thee,
But for come I
Drink, my in My Lord, to all the Bride;
Quickly rest flowing satisfied. be Thy I Thou fore'er Lord, Beloved, love with on fountain,
Till embrace.
Not dear dear mountain;
How Thee;
Jesus our waiting O Thee,
But for come I
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