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Lord risen Holy heart’s Jesus, lips all gladly True,
We the our praise of give worthiness;
Thou the due. Thy express
Our justly the so Thee One, now deep do sense and
We the our praise of give worthiness;
Thou the due. Thy express
Our justly the so Thee One, now deep do sense and
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sweet Thy giv’st love presence joy to us, ’neath rest;
Thy cheer;
With is more here
The warmth delight and Lord, its Thou once down taste we those blest. Thy to fruit Thy great shadow brings, has
Thy cheer;
With is more here
The warmth delight and Lord, its Thou once down taste we those blest. Thy to fruit Thy great shadow brings, has
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with Thy Thou but life Thou like in and till “all countless Thy boast. risen the didst one” joy layest, precious grain
In death host
Are wast rise Thee, again;
And of alone, a
In death host
Are wast rise Thee, again;
And of alone, a
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