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