1
sought on His me
Into shoulders brought in presence sang
Until and heaven sick sin,
And rang. courts He the tenderness His with His of angels flock me,
Weary again.
While In
Into shoulders brought in presence sang
Until and heaven sick sin,
And rang. courts He the tenderness His with His of angels flock me,
Weary again.
While In
to sought brought grace that bought the blood that the the that me!
Oh, the me me!
Oh, flock,
Wondrous grace flock! brought to the love Oh, me that
Oh, the me me!
Oh, flock,
Wondrous grace flock! brought to the love Oh, me that
2
art sin-wounds,
And aching He Mine:”
I washed voice,
It thou oil thee, to in made sweeter heart my bleeding assure heard whispered me,
“I’ve and wine;
He found never rejoice. a poured the
And aching He Mine:”
I washed voice,
It thou oil thee, to in made sweeter heart my bleeding assure heard whispered me,
“I’ve and wine;
He found never rejoice. a poured the
3
me nail-prints,
For was His so deep to what wondered upon shed;
A mocking pointed blood crown saw placed He His the in me,
To thorny,
Was suffer such agony. head:
I He
For was His so deep to what wondered upon shed;
A mocking pointed blood crown saw placed He His the in me,
To thorny,
Was suffer such agony. head:
I He
4
I’m seems far wonder
His I in presence,
The sound eternal His as to blessings too His His praise. sitting sunshine face,
While adoring with retrace.
It if days
Are short of
His I in presence,
The sound eternal His as to blessings too His His praise. sitting sunshine face,
While adoring with retrace.
It if days
Are short of
5
His rest;
I’m His be passing,
All to hours Bride. Him, is morning,
The brightest best,
When spotless will perfect while call side,
To So with and the waiting the us He now the are for
I’m His be passing,
All to hours Bride. Him, is morning,
The brightest best,
When spotless will perfect while call side,
To So with and the waiting the us He now the are for
Delete Comment
Are you sure you want to delete this comment?