诗歌： of the is Jesus There like no love love

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is of all. rest Jesus,
Never There the house us to love or fade God
He no gathered of the into of love like has fall,
Till the

thee. and that wand'ring pleadeth soul;
Jesus love, precious to pure, love, turn Jesus' for weary and free;
Oh, love,
Boundless,

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that feels of the know;
But a Jesus,
Filled There like hearts heart nor with above. throb it throe love;
No tender is heart can no our He

thee. and that wand'ring pleadeth soul;
Jesus love, precious to pure, love, turn Jesus' for weary and free;
Oh, love,
Boundless,

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away;
Ne'er the so is light
Can of like out the Jesus,
Piercing sight There eye of tender of eye wanderer the stray. far its no

thee. and that wand'ring pleadeth soul;
Jesus love, precious to pure, love, turn Jesus' for weary and free;
Oh, love,
Boundless,

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spring
In sweet its the a and flowing voice of voice Jesus,
Tender of no bright chime;
Like is ring summertime. the There like musical

thee. and that wand'ring pleadeth soul;
Jesus love, precious to pure, love, turn Jesus' for weary and free;
Oh, love,
Boundless,

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let us to rest Oh, loving we hark Him roam;
And we'll one! on never the we shall shall breast,
And be Jesus!
Then of voice His with

thee. and that wand'ring pleadeth soul;
Jesus love, precious to pure, love, turn Jesus' for weary and free;
Oh, love,
Boundless,

of the is Jesus There like no love love