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the winepress,
Cheering pressure
No crushing,
Fragrance choose? have through suff’ring
Which would shrink wine for never from Lord, the can can grapes oil the Olives me diffuse.
Shall love that Thy flow;
Spikenard then, can only I no escape known bestow;
If
Cheering pressure
No crushing,
Fragrance choose? have through suff’ring
Which would shrink wine for never from Lord, the can can grapes oil the Olives me diffuse.
Shall love that Thy flow;
Spikenard then, can only I no escape known bestow;
If
me. me.
In Each gain blow place dost to the I suffer
Is Thou of to takest
Thou Thyself what true give
In Each gain blow place dost to the I suffer
Is Thou of to takest
Thou Thyself what true give
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Thy heart heart-strings of to would for yield stretching,
Songs love of in sweetest Thy to my music
Cruel surrender
All treatment love?
Lord, prove?
Do I it Thy fear I see. to Do Thee;
I need deprivation
If full no need divine draws
Songs love of in sweetest Thy to my music
Cruel surrender
All treatment love?
Lord, prove?
Do I it Thy fear I see. to Do Thee;
I need deprivation
If full no need divine draws
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seeking
Self Thy ashamed, pleasure
Fully not according Lord, this what my me;
Heeding human done for I’m its pleases compelled to alway;
Though love been stripping,
Yet guard feelings,
Only way.
Lord, on I’ve Thy to work Thee. has do my
Self Thy ashamed, pleasure
Fully not according Lord, this what my me;
Heeding human done for I’m its pleases compelled to alway;
Though love been stripping,
Yet guard feelings,
Only way.
Lord, on I’ve Thy to work Thee. has do my
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endure though delight deep Thy means way;
If my answer, heart and loss;
E’en If the glory
Mean cross. “Yea!”
’Tis differ,
Still that I Thee,
Though please pursue Thy mind I should and shall to my suffer mine Thy Thy my sorrow,
Still pleasure desire
If my answer, heart and loss;
E’en If the glory
Mean cross. “Yea!”
’Tis differ,
Still that I Thee,
Though please pursue Thy mind I should and shall to my suffer mine Thy Thy my sorrow,
Still pleasure desire
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precious
Than now only and else long.
Thou all praise me:
Thou my made I’ll hast I all Lord—
This Oh, more is to praises forth
Grateful day e’en weeping
Mingle song.
Thine calls increase decrease, increasing plea. sweetness with my if Thee, Thyself
Than now only and else long.
Thou all praise me:
Thou my made I’ll hast I all Lord—
This Oh, more is to praises forth
Grateful day e’en weeping
Mingle song.
Thine calls increase decrease, increasing plea. sweetness with my if Thee, Thyself
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