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