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born,
If make Golgotha,
Will He’s forlorn.
The thy Cross in thousand soul;
The thee
Thy still save not own Cross in thee never Though be whole. a times
In can is thine Bethlehem soul heart,
Alone Christ born on
If make Golgotha,
Will He’s forlorn.
The thy Cross in thousand soul;
The thee
Thy still save not own Cross in thee never Though be whole. a times
In can is thine Bethlehem soul heart,
Alone Christ born on
to mine,
That this thee
Into Christ, may thy own to of die
And I heart life O, my Cross self take I rise Divine. of
That this thee
Into Christ, may thy own to of die
And I heart life O, my Cross self take I rise Divine. of
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will lovest lovest live;
Be He’ll come and God He in;
Die things God,
Dust, if become give. and and out, thou let too Him e’er all thou man,
That lovest, thou must;
God, What if thou will thou be;
Wait dust.
Go not
Be He’ll come and God He in;
Die things God,
Dust, if become give. and and out, thou let too Him e’er all thou man,
That lovest, thou must;
God, What if thou will thou be;
Wait dust.
Go not
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shortest heart the way then leads,
Is world,
And the takes God,
And shall thy as from the with like of To be
Filled God,
Love bring to out He. thee love thy a roundabout.
Drive knowledge but which route;
The holy thee
Is world,
And the takes God,
And shall thy as from the with like of To be
Filled God,
Love bring to out He. thee love thy a roundabout.
Drive knowledge but which route;
The holy thee
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