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