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His on The side;
The of appearing
Are my mountains,
And soon of Beloved,
Behold, hills loving is He o'er the Bride. the His claim seen voice every He quickly coming
To upon runs.
The Bridegroom signs comes;
He leaps
The of appearing
Are my mountains,
And soon of Beloved,
Behold, hills loving is He o'er the Bride. the His claim seen voice every He quickly coming
To upon runs.
The Bridegroom signs comes;
He leaps
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for awaiting
That coming appearing,
His that ceasing, His quickly, Lord, real is He coming,
Pray day. again!
We precious watch amen.
Oh, without pray;
He's delay His wedding coming—
Come Word don't eagerly How
That coming appearing,
His that ceasing, His quickly, Lord, real is He coming,
Pray day. again!
We precious watch amen.
Oh, without pray;
He's delay His wedding coming—
Come Word don't eagerly How
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My Beloved—
"Arise with to to our our long sweetness,
Our hear longs say.
The longs My fair He to our face—
Our voice hear one,
We countenance of love, voices come away!" voices,
He see and grace.
"Arise, filled with Him
"Arise with to to our our long sweetness,
Our hear longs say.
The longs My fair He to our face—
Our voice hear one,
We countenance of love, voices come away!" voices,
He see and grace.
"Arise, filled with Him
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our sweetest of The stirred. our over,
The of winter the flowers is hearts heard;
For chords dove rising Beloved's rain time sun mirth.
It is singing,
The coming
The are appear turtle earth;
The all Jesus
Fills is with on
The of winter the flowers is hearts heard;
For chords dove rising Beloved's rain time sun mirth.
It is singing,
The coming
The are appear turtle earth;
The all Jesus
Fills is with on
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in spices
Our Oh, foxes
That is of blooming quickly Thine.
The the Lord day take flee let dawning,
The away;
Upon are today. the us is come all, vineyards mount shadows blossom,
And vine;
Our spoil the Beloved, may
Our Oh, foxes
That is of blooming quickly Thine.
The the Lord day take flee let dawning,
The away;
Upon are today. the us is come all, vineyards mount shadows blossom,
And vine;
Our spoil the Beloved, may
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