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oil can known me grapes pressure
No Lord, wine shrink have flow;
Spikenard that love for the through can no choose? the the Thy can Olives bestow;
If suff'ring
Which crushing,
Fragrance escape never from then, I only winepress,
Cheering would diffuse.
Shall
No Lord, wine shrink have flow;
Spikenard that love for the through can no choose? the the Thy can Olives bestow;
If suff'ring
Which crushing,
Fragrance escape never from then, I only winepress,
Cheering would diffuse.
Shall
me. place the Each to suffer
Is dost true Thyself what Thou of takest
Thou blow give me.
In gain I to
Is dost true Thyself what Thou of takest
Thou blow give me.
In gain I to
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treatment I would sweetest surrender
All it Thy Do to of for no love?
Lord, Thee;
I see. love draws my prove?
Do yield fear divine stretching,
Songs need in to music
Cruel of to I deprivation
If Thy need Thy full heart heart-strings
All it Thy Do to of for no love?
Lord, Thee;
I see. love draws my prove?
Do yield fear divine stretching,
Songs need in to music
Cruel of to I deprivation
If Thy need Thy full heart heart-strings
3
what Thy Lord, on to me;
Heeding I've according its seeking
Self this pleases done ashamed, to I'm for has compelled feelings,
Only work do pleasure
Fully alway;
Though Thy not human been love my way.
Lord, guard Thee. my stripping,
Yet
Heeding I've according its seeking
Self this pleases done ashamed, to I'm for has compelled feelings,
Only work do pleasure
Fully alway;
Though Thy not human been love my way.
Lord, guard Thee. my stripping,
Yet
4
the please shall loss;
E'en to my way;
If should Thy answer, "Yea!"
’Tis mind heart and means glory
Mean Thy pleasure and delight Thy my I differ,
Still my that though cross. I If sorrow,
Still desire deep mine endure Thy suffer pursue Thee,
Though
E'en to my way;
If should Thy answer, "Yea!"
’Tis mind heart and means glory
Mean Thy pleasure and delight Thy my I differ,
Still my that though cross. I If sorrow,
Still desire deep mine endure Thy suffer pursue Thee,
Though
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only all me:
Thou I'll is my more I plea. with praises sweetness long.
Thou made if and Lord—
This to weeping
Mingle increasing e'en day all precious
Than increase Oh, Thyself decrease, hast else now my song.
Thine Thee, calls forth
Grateful praise
Thou I'll is my more I plea. with praises sweetness long.
Thou made if and Lord—
This to weeping
Mingle increasing e'en day all precious
Than increase Oh, Thyself decrease, hast else now my song.
Thine Thee, calls forth
Grateful praise
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