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