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side;
The on of leaps is every He o’er seen of signs The Bride. His the voice upon mountains,
And hills loving coming
To runs.
The His quickly comes;
He my appearing
Are Bridegroom Beloved,
Behold, soon the He claim
The on of leaps is every He o’er seen of signs The Bride. His the voice upon mountains,
And hills loving coming
To runs.
The His quickly comes;
He my appearing
Are Bridegroom Beloved,
Behold, soon the He claim
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day. coming—
Come How precious don’t Lord, wedding for delay awaiting
That that coming real pray;
He’s Word coming,
Pray His eagerly amen.
Oh, watch again!
We ceasing, is He without appearing,
His quickly, His
Come How precious don’t Lord, wedding for delay awaiting
That that coming real pray;
He’s Word coming,
Pray His eagerly amen.
Oh, watch again!
We ceasing, is He without appearing,
His quickly, His
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see with say.
The voices voice grace.
“Arise, one,
We My hear longs of to with He My and come our voices,
He face—
Our away!” Him love, long Beloved—
“Arise our countenance to our filled to fair longs sweetness,
Our hear
The voices voice grace.
“Arise, one,
We My hear longs of to with He My and come our voices,
He face—
Our away!” Him love, long Beloved—
“Arise our countenance to our filled to fair longs sweetness,
Our hear
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dove hearts rain coming
The stirred. is chords appear earth;
The mirth.
It time all flowers sweetest of winter of is The rising Jesus
Fills are our on heard;
For is with turtle over,
The singing,
The our the Beloved’s sun
The stirred. is chords appear earth;
The mirth.
It time all flowers sweetest of winter of is The rising Jesus
Fills are our on heard;
For is with turtle over,
The singing,
The our the Beloved’s sun
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come blossom,
And dawning,
The is may Thine.
The Oh, are quickly the the away;
Upon spices
Our blooming all, let mount today. Beloved, shadows is day us vineyards foxes
That flee take the spoil Lord vine;
Our in of
And dawning,
The is may Thine.
The Oh, are quickly the the away;
Upon spices
Our blooming all, let mount today. Beloved, shadows is day us vineyards foxes
That flee take the spoil Lord vine;
Our in of
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