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Lord, Thou art
the lovely Bridegroom,
God appointed, dear to us;
Thy dear self is so attractive,
To our heart so beauteous!
Dear Beloved, we admire Thee,
Who can tell Thy preciousness;
All Thy love we deeply treasure
And Thine untold loveliness.
Thou art fairer than the fairest,
Thou art sweeter than the sweet;
Thou art meek and Thou art gracious,
None can e’er with Thee compete.
Full of myrrh are all Thy garments,
And Thy lips are filled with grace;
In the savor of Thy suffering,
We in love Thyself embrace.
It is with the oil of gladness
Thy God hath anointed Thee;
From the palaces of ivory
Praise shall ever rise to Thee.
God hath blessed Thee,
Lord, forever,
Thou hast won the victory;
Now we see Thee throned in glory
With Thy pow’r and majesty.
Thou art the desire of nations,
All Thy worth they’ll ever prove;
Thou, the chiefest of ten thousand,
Ever worthy of our love.
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8 7 8 7
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ST. OSWALD
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8 7 8 7
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| # 42 | No key | | # 107 | D | | # 141 | D | | # 519 | D | | # 664 | D | | # 274 | D |
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