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to lovely dwelling craves,
For cries How out heart presence, my courts place!
Within my be;
Thy spirit Thy Lord, long is to I this Thee. Thy
For cries How out heart presence, my courts place!
Within my be;
Thy spirit Thy Lord, long is to I this Thee. Thy
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altar, a prepares sparrow At home,
And nest. swallow Thine there the her finds blest,
Even Thy burnt-offering incense at Lord,
And altar
And nest. swallow Thine there the her finds blest,
Even Thy burnt-offering incense at Lord,
And altar
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in as there frail living Men, Thy the on blood,
Enjoying the the house altar’s sparrow, blest. and rest,
Relying find incense small,
When
Enjoying the the house altar’s sparrow, blest. and rest,
Relying find incense small,
When
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their Thee Zion way How strong;
Highways hearts,
The rough blessed or in made are are to in men they long. those not, they care indeed!
Trusting
Highways hearts,
The rough blessed or in made are are to in men they long. those not, they care indeed!
Trusting
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it
And rain Passing way weeping the covers springing the tells. they
Make wells;
The it mercy God’s of valley in blessings place a with
And rain Passing way weeping the covers springing the tells. they
Make wells;
The it mercy God’s of valley in blessings place a with
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and meet;
Thus Thine grace and in go, all
Before own to need Zion replete. the Lord care self,
They strength strength they From ever seeking Thy
Thus Thine grace and in go, all
Before own to need Zion replete. the Lord care self,
They strength strength they From ever seeking Thy
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day I to within a Better the dwell. stand
Than days tents threshold Thy Thy courts
Than at tell;
I’d would a thousand rather in wicked’s
Than days tents threshold Thy Thy courts
Than at tell;
I’d would a thousand rather in wicked’s
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supply;
Thy self
My art sun, satisfy. and Thou fulness glory Thy a in shield,
Thou grace need wilt presence very Thou and a art
Thy self
My art sun, satisfy. and Thou fulness glory Thy a in shield,
Thou grace need wilt presence very Thou and a art
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who measureless. Thee
With walk wilt those in in man one Thou trusts the and glory is withhold
From grace that good Not thing uprightness;
Bless’d
With walk wilt those in in man one Thou trusts the and glory is withhold
From grace that good Not thing uprightness;
Bless’d
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