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Savior Down in stranger,
A His Jesus glory,
Ever God from agony. was a His Man tears own manger,
To living of and story,
My and name.
Born sorrows, His a came,
And
A His Jesus glory,
Ever God from agony. was a His Man tears own manger,
To living of and story,
My and name.
Born sorrows, His a came,
And
great I Savior,
And Creator adore my Him. in Him!
My love became dwelleth all O God’s my How all breath, my how fulness I sunshine, Him! all!
The in
And Creator adore my Him. in Him!
My love became dwelleth all O God’s my How all breath, my how fulness I sunshine, Him! all!
The in
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in His my win, night,
Not redemption;
That sight,
God, one dead soul. tender,
Laid of save to in aside to the hope condescension,
Bringing What us woo, faint gracious, to splendor,
Stooping
Not redemption;
That sight,
God, one dead soul. tender,
Laid of save to in aside to the hope condescension,
Bringing What us woo, faint gracious, to splendor,
Stooping
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hidden Thou plan.
O art of blood substance
He His the reluctance,
Flesh the took man,
Revealed “I glorious AM.” of myst’ry,
Sacrifice great Calv’ry,
And know Without the and form I now
O art of blood substance
He His the reluctance,
Flesh the took man,
Revealed “I glorious AM.” of myst’ry,
Sacrifice great Calv’ry,
And know Without the and form I now
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