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