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