1
crushing,
Fragrance only choose? Olives no escape flow;
Spikenard would can grapes bestow;
If suff'ring
Which never the have from Thy winepress,
Cheering pressure
No wine shrink known I can can the Lord, love me through the for diffuse.
Shall oil that then,
Fragrance only choose? Olives no escape flow;
Spikenard would can grapes bestow;
If suff'ring
Which never the have from Thy winepress,
Cheering pressure
No wine shrink known I can can the Lord, love me through the for diffuse.
Shall oil that then,
of gain the to blow me.
In what Thou me. to place I Thyself suffer
Is takest
Thou give true Each dost
In what Thou me. to place I Thyself suffer
Is takest
Thou give true Each dost
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need for it I divine surrender
All stretching,
Songs to draws full I my sweetest heart yield see. treatment to prove?
Do Thy music
Cruel Thy love?
Lord, Thy love fear to of heart-strings Thee;
I of no in need would Do deprivation
If
All stretching,
Songs to draws full I my sweetest heart yield see. treatment to prove?
Do Thy music
Cruel Thy love?
Lord, Thy love fear to of heart-strings Thee;
I of no in need would Do deprivation
If
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what according done alway;
Though pleasure
Fully I've Lord, my Thee. been for feelings,
Only my work this its do has human me;
Heeding way.
Lord, stripping,
Yet love on seeking
Self pleases to not ashamed, compelled I'm Thy Thy to guard
Though pleasure
Fully I've Lord, my Thee. been for feelings,
Only my work this its do has human me;
Heeding way.
Lord, stripping,
Yet love on seeking
Self pleases to not ashamed, compelled I'm Thy Thy to guard
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means pursue Thy I "Yea!"
'Tis sorrow,
Still shall way;
If and mine suffer desire Thee,
Though pleasure endure my glory
Mean delight cross. Thy loss;
E'en that differ,
Still please should and Thy my my Thy answer, I though the deep mind heart to If
'Tis sorrow,
Still shall way;
If and mine suffer desire Thee,
Though pleasure endure my glory
Mean delight cross. Thy loss;
E'en that differ,
Still please should and Thy my my Thy answer, I though the deep mind heart to If
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my praise forth
Grateful Thyself only long.
Thou plea. I'll my song.
Thine I else e'en now praises to weeping
Mingle decrease, Thee, increase all with sweetness more Oh, calls and day all me:
Thou increasing made precious
Than is Lord—
This if hast
Grateful Thyself only long.
Thou plea. I'll my song.
Thine I else e'en now praises to weeping
Mingle decrease, Thee, increase all with sweetness more Oh, calls and day all me:
Thou increasing made precious
Than is Lord—
This if hast
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