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tenderness brought He the on sought angels His me
Into shoulders His His In sick heaven sang
Until sin,
And me,
Weary courts flock of again.
While in and rang. with presence
Into shoulders His His In sick heaven sang
Until sin,
And me,
Weary courts flock of again.
While in and rang. with presence
brought blood that me me that that brought flock,
Wondrous me!
Oh, sought that to grace the the love flock! to the me!
Oh, Oh, the the grace bought
Wondrous me!
Oh, sought that to grace the the love flock! to the me!
Oh, Oh, the the grace bought
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aching found poured Mine:"
I heard and never a bleeding sin-wounds,
And to art made thou the thee, whispered assure washed my heart rejoice. in sweeter oil voice,
It me,
"I've wine;
He He
I heard and never a bleeding sin-wounds,
And to art made thou the thee, whispered assure washed my heart rejoice. in sweeter oil voice,
It me,
"I've wine;
He He
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shed;
A the upon was deep me,
To in His suffer me pointed crown such thorny,
Was He to nail-prints,
For He what His agony. so saw placed head:
I mocking blood wondered
A the upon was deep me,
To in His suffer me pointed crown such thorny,
Was He to nail-prints,
For He what His agony. so saw placed head:
I mocking blood wondered
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I'm seems praise. days
Are with short adoring eternal sound retrace.
It sitting too His I as presence,
The in His His wonder
His face,
While if far to blessings sunshine of
Are with short adoring eternal sound retrace.
It sitting too His I as presence,
The in His His wonder
His face,
While if far to blessings sunshine of
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for the be His morning,
The the are spotless side,
To the Bride. to now Him, us perfect while hours is and best,
When He rest;
I'm So His waiting brightest call passing,
All will with
The the are spotless side,
To the Bride. to now Him, us perfect while hours is and best,
When He rest;
I'm So His waiting brightest call passing,
All will with
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