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