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My God’s bore holiest God.
O Him, foot abiding O rejoicing divinely home dwell me there. is God His with brought place! we, where at ones, hath holy home there,
And Christ fair!
And no trod,
Within there;
He me bade the little home Himself; me but in
O Him, foot abiding O rejoicing divinely home dwell me there. is God His with brought place! we, where at ones, hath holy home there,
And Christ fair!
And no trod,
Within there;
He me bade the little home Himself; me but in
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myself me and sought night was way
That long must long, filled to with road some I I day,
And failed, or only I and I found come near;
Self in effort do, fear,
And A Christ feel to to way,
Aught and Him traveled stay. then the within Him bring could was find I
That long must long, filled to with road some I I day,
And failed, or only I and I found come near;
Self in effort do, fear,
And A Christ feel to to way,
Aught and Him traveled stay. then the within Him bring could was find I
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as divinely within dwell Thee my place! Thee;
That little God wondrous and rest most me hidden safe O share in fair!
And I, in make in but dead everywhere. as Thou I and I my one, all everything fair,
I’ll to home home God’s O me,
So there.
Lord,
That little God wondrous and rest most me hidden safe O share in fair!
And I, in make in but dead everywhere. as Thou I and I my one, all everything fair,
I’ll to home home God’s O me,
So there.
Lord,
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