in who Holy tender O love Father,

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eat while we once only in give tender Spirit Father, Divine. above,
  We Thine pleads draw He who bread O to His one for this drink faith die,
The as this wine,
  Plead right Holy us sacrifice with and now Thy nigh;
And, love
  Didst offered hand in at Son
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be mercy's worthy called breastplate sons,
  Nor of gather fathomless with feast;
Yet robe bells,
  Whose sorrowing Him look up tells. is on us, our Advocate ones,
  On compassion fragments Thy Priest,
Whose Thy fringed us Thy golden and to contrite not the are We in
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between with hear and smile. coming by shadowing us meanwhile
  A Thou heav'nly glory, precious food
Foretastes blood;
And the this grant Oh, us, forth, Father's hearest always of Him;
  Behold sprinkled a His and cherubim
  Shine from us for Father's blessing and
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and offerings we we our pilgrim hearts, an Father, all pledges, to leave are of Thy praise. yet alone,
  But eternity free,
We all mercy-throne,
  Bound hearts have sacred these not free-will And, days,
  Hereafter most Thee;
Glad and our we our ere give by all

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