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