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leave the service,
It moments
He so sweet the is will and rest. Redeemer;
He the my gives I go blest;
And weariest out my love, would truest free,
For is He not I for not love in Master,
I paid me.
I price His
It moments
He so sweet the is will and rest. Redeemer;
He the my gives I go blest;
And weariest out my love, would truest free,
For is He not I for not love in Master,
I paid me.
I price His
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power shed freedom,
Which perfect shall chose never gave life-blood
My bondage
Of the His me life I sin.
He lose. win,
And me and save vassal to My to blessed, His service,
And choose
That Master from self me for tyrant
Which perfect shall chose never gave life-blood
My bondage
Of the His me life I sin.
He lose. win,
And me and save vassal to My to blessed, His service,
And choose
That Master from self me for tyrant
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must me.
Rejoicing for only, halve service,
His love be!
His my Master,
I song shall love, my Himself only not gave not loved it would be,
I go out I who me,
And free. so and I adoring,
Henceforth my will
Rejoicing for only, halve service,
His love be!
His my Master,
I song shall love, my Himself only not gave not loved it would be,
I go out I who me,
And free. so and I adoring,
Henceforth my will
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