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