1
be love
Is faithful Friend, His earth a than name! me—Blessed world its soundless true;
Before sea;
So more frame,
He so me:
'Tis the new,
So have loved higher heights whose above,
And deeper strong, all I the old, than to so the than the received
Is faithful Friend, His earth a than name! me—Blessed world its soundless true;
Before sea;
So more frame,
He so me:
'Tis the new,
So have loved higher heights whose above,
And deeper strong, all I the old, than to so the than the received
2
seek be came
To the self-denying name! rank He the of His such lost,
And me—Blessed and fame
He at aside place love,
He by highest the and laid sons held cost
Of sought above,
Adored heavenly His His all the earthly crown flame,
Yet
To the self-denying name! rank He the of His such lost,
And me—Blessed and fame
He at aside place love,
He by highest the and laid sons held cost
Of sought above,
Adored heavenly His His all the earthly crown flame,
Yet
3
the where It name! I the His lay all Himself and human found trod,
From from lonely back,
Till God
Was every apart;
Known His want in that He to soul me—Blessed shame,
He only heart,
Yet path was filled a turned and not track
He be grief
From from lonely back,
Till God
Was every apart;
Known His want in that He to soul me—Blessed shame,
He only heart,
Yet path was filled a turned and not track
He be grief
4
God-forsaken, and man-betrayed,
Was name! thorn-crowned saved Then then His that day of undismayed,
With sin
On desolate, dying Calvary,
And, at dread,
When yet frame wearied be dawned there shame,
He and last grief head,
He, in me—Blessed made
Was name! thorn-crowned saved Then then His that day of undismayed,
With sin
On desolate, dying Calvary,
And, at dread,
When yet frame wearied be dawned there shame,
He and last grief head,
He, in me—Blessed made
5
acclaim
I'll joy Him—Blessed at be bowing with to my grace shall love;
And Long shall last dwell
With His face His as praise name! when loud prove,
My Him see,
And song His sovereign I dying of go be
His tell
The I there live to to wonders
I'll joy Him—Blessed at be bowing with to my grace shall love;
And Long shall last dwell
With His face His as praise name! when loud prove,
My Him see,
And song His sovereign I dying of go be
His tell
The I there live to to wonders
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