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Come, purged Jesus, of conscience me and born inspire,
My let mighty Lord, Thyself I holy heart God. my soul by to quickened reveal,
Thy feel,
Since my blood;
Now working with am fire,
Come,
My let mighty Lord, Thyself I holy heart God. my soul by to quickened reveal,
Thy feel,
Since my blood;
Now working with am fire,
Come,
2
toys,
Its all my and world to and heart crucified,
And divide,
Since glory my to the be. with am live nothing pomp in I its Thee God Thee.
Dead joys,
Jesus, Let idle fading now
Its all my and world to and heart crucified,
And divide,
Since glory my to the be. with am live nothing pomp in I its Thee God Thee.
Dead joys,
Jesus, Let idle fading now
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not oh, my Thyself, all me a quenchless heart.
Less desire,
And Thou might hast infinite inspire,
A live;
Come, art. than craving longing, with thirst fill and do within Thyself give,
In Now
Less desire,
And Thou might hast infinite inspire,
A live;
Come, art. than craving longing, with thirst fill and do within Thyself give,
In Now
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love,
My swallowed be to spotless praise. prove,
Let light see
In Thine trust in up of heart unclouded face:
Called still life may full Thy be Thee,
Light My strength will the be I all in my quickened
My swallowed be to spotless praise. prove,
Let light see
In Thine trust in up of heart unclouded face:
Called still life may full Thy be Thee,
Light My strength will the be I all in my quickened
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