Joy of my desire, all consuming fire;
Lord of glory, Rose of Sharon,
rare and sweet.
You are now my peace,
Comforter and friend,
wonderful, so beautiful,
You are to me.
I worship You in spirit and in truth.
Lord, I worship You in spirit and in truth.
There will never be a friend as dear to me,
there will never be a friend as dear to me,
there will never be a friend as dear to me,
as dear to me as You, You.
Joy of my desire,
all consuming fire.

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