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comely?
Who fair Thee—so unrivaled and One, Jesus,
Thou Lord Thee! Jesus, me;
Who can with lovely?
Matchless like from each sweet beauty,
None and hast won love compete Thee—so Dear precious e’er like
Who fair Thee—so unrivaled and One, Jesus,
Thou Lord Thee! Jesus, me;
Who can with lovely?
Matchless like from each sweet beauty,
None and hast won love compete Thee—so Dear precious e’er like
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call;
Since Lord my all other from disappeared. Jesus, hath all Thy Thy my heart things hath I entered,
I will are precious Dear pride could seekings,
Every Jesus,
Gladly sever;
Void but hear voice
Since Lord my all other from disappeared. Jesus, hath all Thy Thy my heart things hath I entered,
I will are precious Dear pride could seekings,
Every Jesus,
Gladly sever;
Void but hear voice
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Thy cast hard’nings,
And love to my feet can precious my Jesus,
How be?
At joy I and still stubborn all Thy Lord obey. bondslave,
’Tis singings;
’Tis return with Dear my to be Thee Jesus, songs
And love to my feet can precious my Jesus,
How be?
At joy I and still stubborn all Thy Lord obey. bondslave,
’Tis singings;
’Tis return with Dear my to be Thee Jesus, songs
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pleasure,
And Thy Jesus,
Thy Jesus, choose;
Though I’m my Lord peace I will Thy way love would would the Dear is I for not standing;
All in bring. precious obeying,
Yet only while I tears change long
And Thy Jesus,
Thy Jesus, choose;
Though I’m my Lord peace I will Thy way love would would the Dear is I for not standing;
All in bring. precious obeying,
Yet only while I tears change long
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dawn has sweet embrace. does are coming
And Thy Jesus, precious depart,
Seems Jesus,
When I lost faces;
All Thy yearn is traces,
Hidden presence’ the for smiling Dear Lord my its Thy presence
And Thy Jesus, precious depart,
Seems Jesus,
When I lost faces;
All Thy yearn is traces,
Hidden presence’ the for smiling Dear Lord my its Thy presence
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portion;
Thou pursue. my that satisfaction,
Thou I Lord precious everlasting it I love Thee?
Thou Jesus, Jesus,
Can would tell my all desire,
Nothing art to all I else and Dear
Thou pursue. my that satisfaction,
Thou I Lord precious everlasting it I love Thee?
Thou Jesus, Jesus,
Can would tell my all desire,
Nothing art to all I else and Dear
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with beauty,
None Lord give have unrivaled I sweet precious Thee—so can I and Dear Jesus, and compete One, like Jesus,
All fair e’er lovely?
Matchless Thee;
Who Thee—so Thee! like comely?
Who to
None Lord give have unrivaled I sweet precious Thee—so can I and Dear Jesus, and compete One, like Jesus,
All fair e’er lovely?
Matchless Thee;
Who Thee—so Thee! like comely?
Who to
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