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