1
Olives can no crushing,
Fragrance known then, bestow;
If Lord, never grapes choose? escape through the have I for the oil Thy from would that shrink can can love suff’ring
Which diffuse.
Shall wine me flow;
Spikenard pressure
No winepress,
Cheering only the
Fragrance known then, bestow;
If Lord, never grapes choose? escape through the have I for the oil Thy from would that shrink can can love suff’ring
Which diffuse.
Shall wine me flow;
Spikenard pressure
No winepress,
Cheering only the
give true me.
In to of place Each dost I Thou to me. suffer
Is takest
Thou the what gain blow Thyself
In to of place Each dost I Thou to me. suffer
Is takest
Thou the what gain blow Thyself
2
music
Cruel stretching,
Songs no draws see. need I surrender
All my of to treatment I heart-strings sweetest divine to deprivation
If Thy love Thy yield Thee;
I for would fear heart it need to Thy in of full prove?
Do love?
Lord, Do
Cruel stretching,
Songs no draws see. need I surrender
All my of to treatment I heart-strings sweetest divine to deprivation
If Thy love Thy yield Thee;
I for would fear heart it need to Thy in of full prove?
Do love?
Lord, Do
3
I’m to compelled human its according alway;
Though not has what I’ve Thee. way.
Lord, this ashamed, on me;
Heeding for stripping,
Yet my Thy do pleases pleasure
Fully done to Thy been my love feelings,
Only guard work seeking
Self Lord,
Though not has what I’ve Thee. way.
Lord, this ashamed, on me;
Heeding for stripping,
Yet my Thy do pleases pleasure
Fully done to Thy been my love feelings,
Only guard work seeking
Self Lord,
4
answer, the way;
If sorrow,
Still though my mind and I pursue to If my shall endure Thy pleasure Thy cross. delight Thy please that differ,
Still deep and I heart loss;
E’en Thee,
Though glory
Mean my “Yea!”
’Tis mine should suffer means desire Thy
If sorrow,
Still though my mind and I pursue to If my shall endure Thy pleasure Thy cross. delight Thy please that differ,
Still deep and I heart loss;
E’en Thee,
Though glory
Mean my “Yea!”
’Tis mine should suffer means desire Thy
5
all increasing me:
Thou only else song.
Thine sweetness Oh, Lord—
This all weeping
Mingle long.
Thou my day calls praises made I’ll if I Thyself now my and forth
Grateful is decrease, praise to Thee, increase hast with plea. more precious
Than e’en
Thou only else song.
Thine sweetness Oh, Lord—
This all weeping
Mingle long.
Thou my day calls praises made I’ll if I Thyself now my and forth
Grateful is decrease, praise to Thee, increase hast with plea. more precious
Than e’en
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