Jesus Lord, I just love You
Jesus Lord, I just love You
NS232
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Jesus Lord, I just love You.
You've attracted me, and my heart renewed.
I pursue You like a dove;
I belong to You, and You're my Beloved.
Everything under the sun is vanity:
It's like chasing after wind, so emptily;
You have put within me, Lord, eternity...
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Jesus
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Lord, I
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just love
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You.
You've at
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tracted
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me, and my heart re
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newed.
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I pur
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sue You
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like a
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dove;
I be
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long to
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You, and You're my Be
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loved.
Everything under the
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sun is vanity:
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It's like chasing after
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wind, so emptily;
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You have put within me,
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Lord, eterni
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ty...
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Now I rise to come away;
In the cleft rock, Lord, I would ever stay.
Kiss me, Lord; refresh me, too,
As I gaze at You, and Your death I view.
You were broken on the cross for me, dear Lord.
All Your being, life and love for me was poured.
Precious One, You are the One that I adore...
Now I rise to come away;
In the cleft rock, Lord, I would ever stay.
Kiss me, Lord; refresh me, too,
As I gaze at You, and Your death I view.
You were broken on the cross for me, dear Lord.
All Your being, life and love for me was poured.
Precious One, You are the One that I adore...
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Now I
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rise to
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come
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away;
In the
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cleft rock,
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Lord, I would ever
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stay.
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Kiss me,
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Lord;
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refresh me,
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too,
As I
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gaze at
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You, and Your death I
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view.
You were broken on the
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cross for me, dear Lord.
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All Your being, life and love
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for me was poured.
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Precious One, You are
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the One that I
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adore...
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Make me, Lord, a fragrance true,
As a garden filled, with Your spices new.
Transform me, Your Bride to be,
For Your heart's desire, through eternity.
As Your lover in the veil, I long to be,
Be conformed to Your sweet death continually,
'Til Your city we become eternally.
Make me, Lord, a fragrance true,
As a garden filled, with Your spices new.
Transform me, Your Bride to be,
For Your heart's desire, through eternity.
As Your lover in the veil, I long to be,
Be conformed to Your sweet death continually,
'Til Your city we become eternally.
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Make me,
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Lord, a
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fragrance
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true,
As a
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garden
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filled, with Your spices new.
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Transform
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me, Your
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Bride to
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be,
For Your
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heart's
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desire, through
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eternity.
As Your lover in the
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veil, I long to be,
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Be conformed to Your sweet
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death continually,
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'Til Your city we
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become
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eternally.