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