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Jesus, Thine all-victorious love Shed in my soul abroad; Then shall my heart no longer rove, Rooted and fixed in God, Rooted and fixed in God. |
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Oh, that in me the sacred fire Might now begin to glow; Burn up the dross of base desire, And make the mountains flow, And make the mountains flow. |
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He, who at Pentecost didst fall, May He my sins consume; Thy Holy Ghost, for Him I call; Thy burning Spirit, come, Thy burning Spirit, come. |
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Refining fire, go through my heart, Illuminate my soul; Scatter Thy life through every part, And sanctify the whole, And sanctify the whole. |
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My steadfast soul, from falling free, Shall then no longer move, While Christ is all the world to me, And all my heart is love, And all my heart is love. |
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Temple City, Caloforna, Armenia
All my heart is love, all my heart is love.