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