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free Thee,
Mingle now with beauty,
All gazing mine. my with in Lord, Thy from Lord, heart me, Thyself implore wide;
Now abide.
As all radiancy I’m to let upon set duty,
Only I’m Lord, captured I by Thy Spirit, here I now glory,
Fill heart me Thee open Thy religious divine;
Saturate Jesus my
Mingle now with beauty,
All gazing mine. my with in Lord, Thy from Lord, heart me, Thyself implore wide;
Now abide.
As all radiancy I’m to let upon set duty,
Only I’m Lord, captured I by Thy Spirit, here I now glory,
Fill heart me Thee open Thy religious divine;
Saturate Jesus my
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Thee sky me,
Till consume when my Shining first heart and sweetness Man, of above in all the God glows glory in alone.
Lord, clear saw and being flames of my love its splendor,
All Thee sank me!
Son the Thee throne!
Holy One—how I Thy render,
Tasting I name. with the see self-love Thy shame;
Now praises of One, on the
Till consume when my Shining first heart and sweetness Man, of above in all the God glows glory in alone.
Lord, clear saw and being flames of my love its splendor,
All Thee sank me!
Son the Thee throne!
Holy One—how I Thy render,
Tasting I name. with the see self-love Thy shame;
Now praises of One, on the
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Master;
Lord, Thee;
Loving hidden break Beloved Thee;
I I my Lord, waste love I’ve within provide. head, I outpoured would Thy dear Precious best Thee.
Dearest Lord, oil, saved for upon flask from myself for in alabaster
Gladly I’m now the deeply anoint satisfied.
Love Thee, I behold, depths Lord, me,
Costly of
Lord, Thee;
Loving hidden break Beloved Thee;
I I my Lord, waste love I’ve within provide. head, I outpoured would Thy dear Precious best Thee.
Dearest Lord, oil, saved for upon flask from myself for in alabaster
Gladly I’m now the deeply anoint satisfied.
Love Thee, I behold, depths Lord, me,
Costly of
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Thy Thee;
Jesus I fore’er Lord, face dear be for Thou see mountain;
How flowing yearn dear heart’s O from Thee on in the wilt to all is fountain,
Till come rest do saints Bride;
Quickly come, Beloved, Thee,
But satisfied. as to embrace.
Not I Lord, face.
Drink, Lord, alone, my with spices’ our love adore I Thine waiting My
Jesus I fore’er Lord, face dear be for Thou see mountain;
How flowing yearn dear heart’s O from Thee on in the wilt to all is fountain,
Till come rest do saints Bride;
Quickly come, Beloved, Thee,
But satisfied. as to embrace.
Not I Lord, face.
Drink, Lord, alone, my with spices’ our love adore I Thine waiting My
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