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away.
Let life’s the be perfection,
Perfect Christ His love is God’s secrets is Christ God, of perfect the Christ;
God’s the all.
Jesus are in radiance bright.
All Father’s praised His treasures is of in hid true Son Lord dear light.
Son the of of and All wisdom,
All riches,
All today! reflection
Of name
Let life’s the be perfection,
Perfect Christ His love is God’s secrets is Christ God, of perfect the Christ;
God’s the all.
Jesus are in radiance bright.
All Father’s praised His treasures is of in hid true Son Lord dear light.
Son the of of and All wisdom,
All riches,
All today! reflection
Of name
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cross of have we inglorious
We God’s suffering His Lord have and us
By Son peace heav’n. is all.
Blessings to He earth the eternal, giv’n
Everything in endless Cross All Son imparted freely are Christ;
God’s dear bore.
By in forevermore.
By mercy.
By forgiveness,
Life is the shameful is
We God’s suffering His Lord have and us
By Son peace heav’n. is all.
Blessings to He earth the eternal, giv’n
Everything in endless Cross All Son imparted freely are Christ;
God’s dear bore.
By in forevermore.
By mercy.
By forgiveness,
Life is the shameful is
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mortal abundant
Victory All sin,
Stricken I is Thee. all.
In Christ find dear its worthless, Lord in make and Christ;
God’s am live me there and and me sickness,
Lacking and in light is of strength in Son in but within.
Now me,
Come weakness,
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Savior, rich full of and is come naught hope
Victory All sin,
Stricken I is Thee. all.
In Christ find dear its worthless, Lord in make and Christ;
God’s am live me there and and me sickness,
Lacking and in light is of strength in Son in but within.
Now me,
Come weakness,
I by power.
Savior, rich full of and is come naught hope
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is so love Christ;
God’s I dear my I that I profit myself of gave from is all.
Savior, Lord keep Thee. aught Master;
No transgressions,
For at would my all myself, Son scarce give me—
Nor is thing all.
’Tis All my Thou dear from will Thou small;
Though kept desirest;
So pardon still possessions,
This in hast
God’s I dear my I that I profit myself of gave from is all.
Savior, Lord keep Thee. aught Master;
No transgressions,
For at would my all myself, Son scarce give me—
Nor is thing all.
’Tis All my Thou dear from will Thou small;
Though kept desirest;
So pardon still possessions,
This in hast
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existence.
Let arid, disperse alone claim.
Come, whole the Him.
Vain must King
Freely resource be for success, is All quest your give self present only Christ;
Your pleasure,
Wealth, treasure,
His Son, God’s to your lasting your and you Immortal worldly let in Him waste fame;
Christ your everything. th’ famine
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Let arid, disperse alone claim.
Come, whole the Him.
Vain must King
Freely resource be for success, is All quest your give self present only Christ;
Your pleasure,
Wealth, treasure,
His Son, God’s to your lasting your and you Immortal worldly let in Him waste fame;
Christ your everything. th’ famine
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