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