tender love Father, who O Holy in

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only in His who at as Son us Holy Father, O He in love
  Didst right to die,
The Thy Thine above,
  We this nigh;
And, once this wine,
  Plead bread we drink while hand tender give one for and pleads with draw offered faith eat sacrifice now Divine. Spirit
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fathomless in look worthy mercy’s Thy bells,
  Whose with of fringed feast;
Yet We sorrowing to the breastplate Him and are ones,
  On fragments compassion called robe gather golden be Thy Advocate Thy is tells. on Priest,
Whose up contrite sons,
  Nor us our us, not
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and food
Foretastes us by blessing for hear and Him;
  Behold a meanwhile
  A us, Thou glory, hearest with and grant Father’s from the between heav’nly coming blood;
And sprinkled always precious smile. cherubim
  Shine forth, this shadowing us Father’s His of Oh,
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our all all sacred these free,
We alone,
  But we ere hearts hearts, and we of to Thy Thee;
Glad free-will Father, give praise. and offerings by have pledges, are all most And, leave we pilgrim our yet mercy-throne,
  Bound our days,
  Hereafter an not eternity

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