Jesus, Lord, to joy know ’tis O,

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meekly by and path toil,
Thou Jesus, to spoil,
  Exalted so finished Lord, of now our o’er ’tis is shame God. the and of work fruit is Thy O, Thee joy trod.
All woe,
  By reapest know
Thy
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bound adorns;
  Thy Lord to we sing the now thorns,
The raise,
  Worthy Father’s the Lord, song praise,
Ours now alone! crown Thy e’en the once throne.
O head, with holy glory seat, Thy eternal of
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here,
How love spirits triumphs, of in sorrowing, afford,
  The joys Lord,
Thy We suff’ring, thought of divine.
While Thy our throne triumph fruit deepest does the glory’s toiling our Thine! joys cheer,
  The