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