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1
I love Thee, Jesus, And Thy love to me Draws me, ever to seek Thee And run after Thee, Draws me, ever to seek Thee And run after Thee. Thou art beloved, Yea! Altogether lovely, The One in whom my heart delighteth. Thou art beloved, Yea! Altogether lovely, The One in whom my heart delighteth.
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love to
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me
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seek
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run
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ever
to
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seek
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Thee
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run
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after
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Thee.
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art
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gether
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lovely,
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eth.
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2
Thy love, Lord Jesus, Is sweeter than wine, And Thy fragrance of ointments My heart doth entwine, And Thy fragrance of ointments My heart doth entwine. A fount in gardens, A well of living waters, Which streams and flows from Lebanon’s mountains.
Thy love, Lord Jesus,
Is sweeter than wine,
And Thy fragrance of ointments
My heart doth entwine,
And Thy fragrance of ointments
My heart doth entwine.
A fount in gardens,
A well of living waters,
Which streams and flows from Lebanon's mountains.
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F♯
love,
Lord
Bm Bm-D
Jesus,
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sweeter
than
A
wine,
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Thy
F♯m
fragrance
of
Bm
ointments
My
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heart
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doth
A
entwine,
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F♯m
fragrance
of
Bm Bm-D
ointments
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heart
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doth
D
entwine.
A
Bm
fount
in
F♯m
gardens,
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well
of
A
living
Bm
waters,
Which
G
streams
and
F♯m
flows
from
A
Lebanon's
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mountains.
3
O come Beloved, On my garden blow, That the odor of spices May break forth and flow, That the odor of spices May break forth and flow. My spouse, My sister, I’m come into My garden To feast upon wine, milk and honey.
O come Beloved,
On my garden blow,
That the odor of spices
May break forth and flow,
That the odor of spices
May break forth and flow.
My spouse, My sister,
I'm come into My garden
To feast upon wine, milk and honey.
DO
F♯
come
Bm Bm-D
Beloved,
On
Em
my
garden
A
blow,
A7That
the
F♯m
odor
of
Bm
spices
May
G
break
Em
forth
and
A
flow,
A7That
the
F♯m
odor
of
Bm Bm-D
spices
May
Em
break
A7
forth
and
D
flow.
My
Bm
spouse,
My
F♯m
sister,
GI'm
D
come
A
into
My
Bm
garden
To
G
feast
F♯m
upon
wine, milk and
A D
honey.
4
Set me, Lord Jesus, As seal on Thine heart; Jealousy’s cruel as Sheol, And love’s strong as death, Jealousy’s cruel as Sheol, And love’s strong as death. Much water cannot Quench love, nor do floods drown it. All man could give for love is contemned.
I thought of this song when we were enjoying hymn 809— we want to linger in His presence and enjoy His speaking, wait on Him and listen to His voice. He is beautifying us and preparing us as His bride! He is our beauty and glory!