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| Thine eyes did see my substance, yet being unperfect; and in Thy book all my members were written, which in continuance were fashioned, when as yet there was none of them. How precious also are Thy thoughts unto me, O God! how great is the sum of them! If I should count them, they are more in number than the sand: when I awake, I am still with Thee. (Psa. 139:16‑18) |
| And in past and distant ages, In those courts so bright and fair, Ere we were, was He rejoicing, All He won with us to share. |
| There from that eternal brightness Have His thoughts flowed forth in love; He in His great love would have us Ever there with Him above. |
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