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Lord Jesus, how our souls adore
That perfect love of Thine!
We'd sing its sweetness o'er and o'er,
Immeasurable, divine.
We think of Thee,
God's blessed Son,
Whom heavenly hosts obeyed,
Girding Thyself to serve Thine own,
And like a bondman made.
What deep affections
moved Thee here,
As Thou didst seek Thy bride,
Joy of Thine heart, to Thee how dear!
Love could not be denied.
Thou gavest all that
love could give,
The goodly pearl to gain;
Thou gav'st Thy life that we might live,
And Thou Thy bride obtain.
Fruit of that wondrous
love of Thine,
We praise, we worship Thee;
Thy love unsearchable, divine,
Our endless song shall be.
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8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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MANOAH
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8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
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LIST OF MUSIC SOURCES
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| # 321 | F | | # 70 | G | | # 669 | G | | # 49 | G | | # 370 | G | | # 523 | Ab | | # 4 | Ab |
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