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