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