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Something every heart is loving:
If not Jesus, none can rest;
Lord, my heart to Thee is given;
Take it, for it loves Thee best.
If not Jesus, none can rest;
Lord, my heart to Thee is given;
Take it, for it loves Thee best.
God commends His own love to us
In that while we were yet sinners
Christ died for us.
In that while we were yet sinners
Christ died for us.
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Thus I cast the world behind me;
Jesus most beloved shall be;
Beauteous more than all things beauteous,
He alone is joy to me.
Jesus most beloved shall be;
Beauteous more than all things beauteous,
He alone is joy to me.
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Bright with all eternal radiance
Is the glory of Thy face;
Thou art loving, sweet, and tender,
Full of pity, full of grace.
Is the glory of Thy face;
Thou art loving, sweet, and tender,
Full of pity, full of grace.
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When I hated, Thou didst love me,
Shedd'st for me Thy precious blood;
Still Thou lovest, lovest ever,
Shall I not love Thee, my God?
Shedd'st for me Thy precious blood;
Still Thou lovest, lovest ever,
Shall I not love Thee, my God?
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Keep my heart still faithful to Thee,
That my earthly life may be
But a shadow to that glory
Of my hidden life in Thee.
That my earthly life may be
But a shadow to that glory
Of my hidden life in Thee.
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