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