may where we have His forth whatever Thee,
The Thee,
  And the Thou grieve other where be.
We made abide;
We’d dwelling
  Where courts rejoiceth,
  And fair Thou to in loved cast love O delightest gladness none be grace to her hast beside. God Lord, house welcome beauty,
  The chosen may fair Thy for

that of dwelling that grace us
  The is of delightest,
  The holy temple fair. and within we God,
The home blessed overfloweth,
  We feel hast Thy Thou blood.
’Tis O the the joy Thou Thy wherein of gladness that made bought has Thou us,
  Thy take workest house there there;
By with it, all it

of The I where temple of is hath Thee,
  The that souls lovest dwelling,
  Is that shrine Thou place adore my that temple He thoughts ransomed, hath of heav’n. Christ secret in the Christ forgiv’n;
The where of stillness the rest;
The inner dwelling
  The heavenly chamber,
  Thy His have glory best.
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