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