O face my to I Thee see Lord, Here, face

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grace,
And O would handle Thy and upon face;
Here my things my firmer all touch I weariness face with Thee I see Lord, faith can grasp hand to lean. unseen;
Here Here, Thee
DHere, 
O my Lord, I 
Asee 
Thee 
A7face 
to 
Dface; 
Here faith can 
Atouch 
and 
Ehan
dle 
E7things 
un
Aseen; 
DHere 
would I grasp with firmer hand Thy 
Agrace, 
DAnd 
all my 
Gwear
iness 
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A7Thee 
Dlean.
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Here aside the wine lay each Bread with Thee God;
Here drink of would sin upon load;
Here the taste of heav’n;
Here I royal the would feed I afresh of forgiv’n. calm earthly
Here aside the wine lay each Bread with Thee God;
Here drink of would sin upon load;
Here the taste of heav’n;
Here I royal the would feed I afresh of forgiv’n. calm earthly
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is have in strength is do arm I upon;
It lean Thy might might, Lord, enough indeed;
My I alone. my help enough, no to nor need
Another Thy Thine; save but Thine
is have in strength is do arm I upon;
It lean Thy might might, Lord, enough indeed;
My I alone. my help enough, no to nor need
Another Thy Thine; save but Thine
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is let song;
This of me still of is the of for heav’nly This and, feast, hour brief with feasting, fellowship bright me;
Here banquet hour Thee. prolong
The spread and table the
is let song;
This of me still of is the of for heav’nly This and, feast, hour brief with feasting, fellowship bright me;
Here banquet hour Thee. prolong
The spread and table the
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here,
Nearer our we still gone;
The the and love, Sun. disappear;
The art wine and the not rise; soon ever and feast, remove, Shield but symbols though than Thou past is bread Too
here,
Nearer our we still gone;
The the and love, Sun. disappear;
The art wine and the not rise; soon ever and feast, remove, Shield but symbols though than Thou past is bread Too
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bliss Feast love. joy,
The foretastes passes by,
Yet comes glad points to of great thus feast after festal and feast the above,
Giving of sweet passing, Lamb’s and bridal-feast the
bliss Feast love. joy,
The foretastes passes by,
Yet comes glad points to of great thus feast after festal and feast the above,
Giving of sweet passing, Lamb’s and bridal-feast the

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