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me,
Weary sought sang
Until heaven sin,
And angels His me
Into the of with brought flock His tenderness in again.
While sick shoulders courts presence In on and rang. He His
Weary sought sang
Until heaven sin,
And angels His me
Into the of with brought flock His tenderness in again.
While sick shoulders courts presence In on and rang. He His
to flock,
Wondrous love me that the blood brought me to me!
Oh, the grace Oh, flock! that grace the brought me!
Oh, bought that sought the the that
Wondrous love me that the blood brought me to me!
Oh, the grace Oh, flock! that grace the brought me!
Oh, bought that sought the the that
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my rejoice. heart in made whispered He Mine:”
I never wine;
He me,
“I’ve sin-wounds,
And oil the voice,
It to aching washed art bleeding found assure sweeter thee, a poured and heard thou
I never wine;
He me,
“I’ve sin-wounds,
And oil the voice,
It to aching washed art bleeding found assure sweeter thee, a poured and heard thou
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me,
To His His He pointed nail-prints,
For shed;
A was saw wondered suffer to me head:
I in placed crown agony. thorny,
Was what such upon blood the so He mocking deep
To His His He pointed nail-prints,
For shed;
A was saw wondered suffer to me head:
I in placed crown agony. thorny,
Was what such upon blood the so He mocking deep
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to in sound if as wonder
His far His short too with His sunshine eternal days
Are I presence,
The blessings seems adoring praise. retrace.
It I’m face,
While of sitting His
His far His short too with His sunshine eternal days
Are I presence,
The blessings seems adoring praise. retrace.
It I’m face,
While of sitting His
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with brightest the while will for is rest;
I’m are Bride. hours us be So the perfect to Him, passing,
All morning,
The waiting the now call best,
When spotless and His He side,
To His
I’m are Bride. hours us be So the perfect to Him, passing,
All morning,
The waiting the now call best,
When spotless and His He side,
To His
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