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| Until the day break, and the shadows flee away, I will get me to the mountain of myrrh, and to the hill of frankincense. Thou art all fair, my love; there is no spot in thee. (Song of Sol. 4:6‑7) |
| Not our joy, but Thy divine rejoicing Fills that palace fair, For the wonder past our heart’s conceiving Is the welcome there. |
| Changed — transformed; forever and forever; Thine alone to be; Knowing none on earth, O Lord, beside Thee, None in heaven but Thee. |
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