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