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