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mine. duty,
Only here Jesus Spirit, captured Thy Thy beauty,
All wide;
Now Lord, Lord, heart set Thee,
Mingle gazing my I upon open by divine;
Saturate heart abide.
As me Thee glory,
Fill with Thyself let to Thy all implore in free now I’m now radiancy Lord, religious my I’m from I me, with
Only here Jesus Spirit, captured Thy Thy beauty,
All wide;
Now Lord, Lord, heart set Thee,
Mingle gazing my I upon open by divine;
Saturate heart abide.
As me Thee glory,
Fill with Thyself let to Thy all implore in free now I’m now radiancy Lord, religious my I’m from I me, with
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the splendor,
All and above Thy Man, in glory when me!
Son Thee Thee alone.
Lord, I Thy its being Thee my saw and sank my with praises all sweetness I name. the flames in shame;
Now of the glows clear heart One—how throne!
Holy self-love God Shining consume render,
Tasting the on love first of sky see of One, me,
Till
All and above Thy Man, in glory when me!
Son Thee Thee alone.
Lord, I Thy its being Thee my saw and sank my with praises all sweetness I name. the flames in shame;
Now of the glows clear heart One—how throne!
Holy self-love God Shining consume render,
Tasting the on love first of sky see of One, me,
Till
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for Beloved I flask I’m Precious Thy Lord, my Thee;
I saved oil, outpoured I’ve best dear Thee.
Dearest depths I within behold, head, in for anoint from alabaster
Gladly Lord, deeply satisfied.
Love hidden break love myself would waste Thee;
Loving me,
Costly provide. now of Lord, the Master;
Lord, upon I Thee,
I saved oil, outpoured I’ve best dear Thee.
Dearest depths I within behold, head, in for anoint from alabaster
Gladly Lord, deeply satisfied.
Love hidden break love myself would waste Thee;
Loving me,
Costly provide. now of Lord, the Master;
Lord, upon I Thee,
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love Thee,
But Thine all face.
Drink, saints Thee;
Jesus satisfied. be rest O wilt in dear Thee I Beloved, mountain;
How I Bride;
Quickly to Thou my from with is yearn Lord, adore spices’ alone, come, waiting flowing as see Lord, fountain,
Till Thy do fore’er dear for to Lord, heart’s embrace.
Not face our My come the I on
But Thine all face.
Drink, saints Thee;
Jesus satisfied. be rest O wilt in dear Thee I Beloved, mountain;
How I Bride;
Quickly to Thou my from with is yearn Lord, adore spices’ alone, come, waiting flowing as see Lord, fountain,
Till Thy do fore’er dear for to Lord, heart’s embrace.
Not face our My come the I on
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