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