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footsteps lead shall His those I Him serve?
How shall me blessed from above? I Him swerve,
Which seat to I copy follow I How love?
Nor
How shall me blessed from above? I Him swerve,
Which seat to I copy follow I How love?
Nor
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life the of mean road? crown Privations, thorn—
Are faithless these sorrows, kiss, of bitter toil, abode,
The the the consecrated scorn,
The
Are faithless these sorrows, kiss, of bitter toil, abode,
The the the consecrated scorn,
The
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Lord, to rememb’ring I turn should repine;
Still my should Thine. heed griefs, my let Calvary,
Nor me path lie,
Forbid through it e’er suff’ring
Still my should Thine. heed griefs, my let Calvary,
Nor me path lie,
Forbid through it e’er suff’ring
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the fast, to leave
Untasted to let toilsome Thou night: faint, how every delight,
To to me pure O think day, homeless grieve,
The didst watch,
Untasted to let toilsome Thou night: faint, how every delight,
To to me pure O think day, homeless grieve,
The didst watch,
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for faint, to more these? to earthly To be,
Shall me!
Thou love not than not comforts die dear Thyself please;
And, to I grieve, camest, as Thee
Shall me!
Thou love not than not comforts die dear Thyself please;
And, to I grieve, camest, as Thee
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