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M0:|c:D|m:4/4|t:EWS 48 - r:8878874848|a:Philipp Nicolai 1556-1608 tr: William Mercer 1811-1873|h:WIE SCHÖN-LEUCHTET Philipp Nicolai 1556-1608 arr. Johann Sebastian Bach 1731|u:https://hymnary.org/page/fetch/CAH2000/448/high
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U0:zC:4 4(22)(22)4 444/4 4(22)(22)4 444/4 (22)4(22)(22) (422)$Q4/4 4(22)(22)4 444/4 4(22)(22)4 444/4 (22)4(22)(22) (422)$Q8/
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N1:dsm-d-slls slt-d'-tlls ml-sf-m-r--d dsm-d-slls slt-d'-tlls ml-sf-m-r--d smsmfmr-mfm-rmf-mr-d d'tl-sf-m-r--d
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N2:#s, sss-l-tmrr mff-m-mmrr dd-tdrmddt-d sssl-t-mrr mff-m-mmrr dd-tdrmddt-d
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N3:mrdrmFsssF-t d'd'r'-s-ssFr sfmrl-s-s-fm mrdrmFssFtd' r'r'm'-s-ssFr sfmrl-ss-fm
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N4:#s, dtdrl-mdr-s dfmrdrmdrt df,-sltd-s--d dtdrl-mdrs dfmrdrmdrt df,-sltd-s--d
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E1:How bright ap_pears the Mor_ning-Star,/With Grace and Truth bey_ond Com_pare,/The Roy_al root of JES_SE;/${D:O Da_vid's Son, of Ja_cob's Line!/My Soul's De_light, and Spouse Di_vine,/Thy Love can on_ly bless me./}Pre_cious, Gra_cious,/Far and Glo_rious, e'er vic_to_rious,/Thou my Trea_sure,/Far bey_ond all earth_ly Plea_sure.
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E2:My choicest Pearl, and precious Crown,/God and the Virgin Mary's Son,/Thou King of endless Glory!/Thou art compar'd to Sharon's flow'r;/Thy Gospel and its saving Pow'r/Excells what's Transitory./Lovely Lilly,/O Hosanna, Heav'nly Manna,/Thy sweet Favour/Be mine everlasting Savour.
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E3:Thy Love, so pow'rful and divine,/Dart deep into this Heart of mine,/Thou brilliant Stone and Jewel!/Confirm me more and more to be/A Branch of Thee, the living Tree,/That Self may lose its Fewel./Sighing, Dying/Is thy Creature; for in Nature/Is no Pleasure/Without Thee, my King and Treasure.
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E4:From God descends a Glance of Joy./When thou, with thy most gracious Eye,/Beholdst thy loving Creature:/Immanuel! my sov'reign Good,/Thy Word, thy Spirit, Flesh and Blood/Renew my very Nature;/Grant me sweetly/Thine Embraces, that the Graces/Of Salvation/May root out all Depravation.
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E5:Thou Father, from Eternity,/In Mercy was inclin'd to me,/Through CHRIST, thy well-beloved;/Thy son has chose me for his Bride;/In this my Spouse I can confide;/My Love shall ne'er be moved./O! this Bliss is/Of his giving, who's the Living/Bread and Manna;/Ever will I sing HOSANNA.
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E6:Tune all your Strings of Lute and Harp,/Resolve the Notes of Flat and Sharp/Into Celestial Concords,/That Nothing may disturb my Frame,/Which is wrapt up in JESUS' Name,/The sweetest of all Comforts./Ringing, Singing,/In your Praises, let the Phrases/Of your Duty/Please the Lord of Bliss and Beauty.
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E7:My Joy to all the World be known,/That my Beloved keeps his Throne,/On Hills of Light and Glory./He'll kindly bring me to that Place,/Where all the Wonders of his Grace/Shall lie disclos'd before me./Amen! Amen!/Lord my Sov'reign! come and govern/All the Nations;/Come! I wait with great Impatience./
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