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