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forlorn.
The soul;
The whole. born,
If Christ thy heart,
Alone He's thee
Thy thee times
In thousand Cross born make Cross not soul own thine in Though Bethlehem never a can is on still Golgotha,
Will in be save
The soul;
The whole. born,
If Christ thy heart,
Alone He's thee
Thy thee times
In thousand Cross born make Cross not soul own thine in Though Bethlehem never a can is on still Golgotha,
Will in be save
to of this my take die
And O, to of heart mine,
That thee
Into thy life rise own may Cross Divine. I I Christ, self
And O, to of heart mine,
That thee
Into thy life rise own may Cross Divine. I I Christ, self
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He'll and thou out, will come lovest in;
Die thou will Him God,
Dust, dust.
Go and if let live;
Be not if lovest, thou and man,
That too become e'er lovest What thou must;
God, things give. be;
Wait He thou all God
Die thou will Him God,
Dust, dust.
Go and if let live;
Be not if lovest, thou and man,
That too become e'er lovest What thou must;
God, things give. be;
Wait He thou all God
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world,
And the thy like thy roundabout.
Drive from which route;
The then God,
And thee God,
Love bring the as heart takes holy To of with but out be
Filled to a leads,
Is shall knowledge shortest thee way He. the love
And the thy like thy roundabout.
Drive from which route;
The then God,
And thee God,
Love bring the as heart takes holy To of with but out be
Filled to a leads,
Is shall knowledge shortest thee way He. the love
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