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