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.تعالَ يا فادينا O Vadideki Zambaktan Güzel في وقت ضعفي عیسی عیسی حي للأبد fyk yạ nbʿ Svätý, svätý, svätý, Pán Boh zástupov Жүрдүм Сени тонумай wǒ yào zhàn zài shén de huà yǔ shàng Йени Яратък
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