O Lord, I am not worthy That Thou should'st come to me, But speak the words of comfort, My spirit healed shall be. O Lord, Thou art all holy, The angels Thee adore; How, then, ought I sincerely My wrongs and sins deplore! But when Thou soon wilt enter My heart, my sinful heart, Then heal me, be my shelter, For Thou my Savior art. O Lord, how can I thank Thee For such a gift as this? A gift which truly filleth My soul with heav'nly bliss! I praise Thee, I extol Thee, I love Thee O my Sire, Till once in joy and glory, In heav'n I Thee admire.Повій Святим Духом La voix du Seigneur m'appelle bù yào jù pà Песня о Царстве Oslavujme Pána Prin credinţă totul e posibil Tuo è il regno Ай айдың гиҗе.. Ту хаёт, рох ва рости ạ̹nt ạ̉myn
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