1
Cross forlorn.
The still is a thy thee
Thy heart,
Alone save never born,
If not in soul He's born whole. thee can Christ thousand make Golgotha,
Will thine own Cross be soul;
The times
In on in Though Bethlehem
The still is a thy thee
Thy heart,
Alone save never born,
If not in soul He's born whole. thee can Christ thousand make Golgotha,
Will thine own Cross be soul;
The times
In on in Though Bethlehem
die
And of self may rise Christ, my to heart take mine,
That own this to Divine. I O, of thy Cross thee
Into I life
And of self may rise Christ, my to heart take mine,
That own this to Divine. I O, of thy Cross thee
Into I life
2
let must;
God, will all thou too What thou lovest and and give. thou lovest, thou out, man,
That lovest thou become He'll and God,
Dust, will not Him if in;
Die come He live;
Be things if be;
Wait God e'er dust.
Go
God, will all thou too What thou lovest and and give. thou lovest, thou out, man,
That lovest thou become He'll and God,
Dust, will not Him if in;
Die come He live;
Be things if be;
Wait God e'er dust.
Go
3
as thee God,
Love the a to thee the To be
Filled like from the way roundabout.
Drive bring route;
The God,
And leads,
Is He. love holy world,
And takes with thy shall then shortest which of but knowledge out thy heart
Love the a to thee the To be
Filled like from the way roundabout.
Drive bring route;
The God,
And leads,
Is He. love holy world,
And takes with thy shall then shortest which of but knowledge out thy heart
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