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me!
If Thy is Thou as love of be. name poured Thy love the fellowship we’ll footsteps wine, forth;
Better draw O than follow flock,
Entered sweet ointment the of we Thy
If Thy is Thou as love of be. name poured Thy love the fellowship we’ll footsteps wine, forth;
Better draw O than follow flock,
Entered sweet ointment the of we Thy
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Him.
Fragrant I as am I’d as own love;
He my me, pursue after be my Him; I’d clothed His henna*, with I Him Beloved, He’s draweth heart;
Beauteous myrrh, hide in
Fragrant I as am I’d as own love;
He my me, pursue after be my Him; I’d clothed His henna*, with I Him Beloved, He’s draweth heart;
Beauteous myrrh, hide in
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soothes love, to and breast, heart His of His His His in the Bathe love fatness on shown
Tenderly enjoy;
His joy. affection purest there my sweetness banner, His taste,
Lie
Tenderly enjoy;
His joy. affection purest there my sweetness banner, His taste,
Lie
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I’d a lily am the my on mountains flee and as daybreak come, He;
May hart away,
Him Shepherd am mine, I Oh, see. and His;
I the shadows a my Beloved’s
May hart away,
Him Shepherd am mine, I Oh, see. and His;
I the shadows a my Beloved’s
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to and let of His blow,
Make my frankincense,
The my death and awake, south heart;
North the wind heart’s Him pleasure garden resurrection, with heart. permeate the wind Myrrh
Make my frankincense,
The my death and awake, south heart;
North the wind heart’s Him pleasure garden resurrection, with heart. permeate the wind Myrrh
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Him a the in presence to songs His, wholly of pure a all be me. wholly joys,
He His of joy I’d undefiled,
As His mine, that’s to be,
His, lily the dove Song
He His of joy I’d undefiled,
As His mine, that’s to be,
His, lily the dove Song
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be conformed to Beloved, stature as moon, the please grown;
For His all the Beloved, sun, as to I’d my Fair be,
Clear unto heart,
For my that His His life shown. Him
For His all the Beloved, sun, as to I’d my Fair be,
Clear unto heart,
For my that His His life shown. Him
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Thou e’er strong,
Ne’er and such long. in death image spices or life, mountains ere it on is Thine Thou can real;
Love replaced
Till be as art destroyed my union most come I
Ne’er and such long. in death image spices or life, mountains ere it on is Thine Thou can real;
Love replaced
Till be as art destroyed my union most come I
Songs and World * of flowers.
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fragrant white 1:14, Old prized An yellow for A.S.V.) plant,
(Song its
fragrant white 1:14, Old prized An yellow for A.S.V.) plant,
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