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me
Into me,
Weary sick In sin,
And with flock sang
Until shoulders He brought the of sought presence His His and heaven tenderness again.
While His rang. in courts angels on
Into me,
Weary sick In sin,
And with flock sang
Until shoulders He brought the of sought presence His His and heaven tenderness again.
While His rang. in courts angels on
Oh, that bought brought flock! that sought me the grace to grace blood to me!
Oh, that that me the love the the me!
Oh, the flock,
Wondrous brought
Oh, that that me the love the the me!
Oh, the flock,
Wondrous brought
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voice,
It art Mine:”
I never made rejoice. to my me,
“I’ve in bleeding a heart whispered poured oil sin-wounds,
And found and the He wine;
He thee, assure thou sweeter aching washed heard
It art Mine:”
I never made rejoice. to my me,
“I’ve in bleeding a heart whispered poured oil sin-wounds,
And found and the He wine;
He thee, assure thou sweeter aching washed heard
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mocking shed;
A He He the head:
I so to what was His blood me,
To upon such in suffer crown agony. His nail-prints,
For pointed wondered deep me saw thorny,
Was placed
A He He the head:
I so to what was His blood me,
To upon such in suffer crown agony. His nail-prints,
For pointed wondered deep me saw thorny,
Was placed
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eternal His seems far with to sitting as sound sunshine praise. short of retrace.
It presence,
The I days
Are if wonder
His adoring His I’m His face,
While blessings too in
It presence,
The I days
Are if wonder
His adoring His I’m His face,
While blessings too in
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to be side,
To rest;
I’m spotless His best,
When for waiting the us call while now So the He are with passing,
All Him, brightest the and Bride. His hours morning,
The will perfect is
To rest;
I’m spotless His best,
When for waiting the us call while now So the He are with passing,
All Him, brightest the and Bride. His hours morning,
The will perfect is
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