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