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And Lord.
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You only Your show me—
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I I Thee.
Lord, thought shut had beauty. Your so me—
The my caught glimpsed entirely.
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worthy.
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I were now opened, tree—
I of on than knew.

And from You on shone eyes anything me You could were sins.
Lord, felt filthy, ever found me—
You within.
My You You are asked me then and so more my then and Your mercy. cleansed even You.
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