I adore thee, I adore thee, glorious ere the world began; yet more wonderful thou shinest, though divine, yet still divinest in thy dying love for man. I adore thee, I adore thee, thankful at thy feet to be; I have heard thine accent thrilling, Lord, I came, for thou art willing me to pardon, even me. I adore the, I adore thee, born of woman, yet divine; with thy Spirit, Lord, endue me, in thine image pure renew me, let me evermore be thine.
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