repose Sweet, sweet

NS52
1
mighty blind
To pierced God from the poor they who life the the grew
From new;
You’ve You that and from grave, of sinner, who curse me the New in and suffered Jerusalem. died,
And seed You’re sown Are ever heav’n?
The One of Your side.
Rose sin came
 
Love You my my sweet all soul,
(Oh, all more
With love mind;
Sweet, all all with my strength, my I with divine)
With heart, repose.
2
has my fill One, has One You spirit with my confess
That heart the shall depth?
Oh, found come, to lips, breath! love?
Oh known?
Are peace in grown rest
And Your You heart ocean’s the my You deep I with Are Beloved
And as my richly me