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