express do gladly Lord Jesus, lips our

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praise of now heart’s all the Thee worthiness;
Thou gladly express
Our Jesus, the the and Lord lips Thy sense do so One, due. Holy give our True,
We risen justly deep
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to once fruit joy rest;
Thy its shadow love has giv’st Lord, Thy warmth brings, cheer;
With and Thy great more is we presence blest. delight ’neath those to us, Thy taste here
The sweet down Thou
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a rise risen grain
In countless till alone, precious host
Are again;
And boast. like and in Thee, layest, joy life “all Thou Thy but wast with didst Thy Thou the of death one”