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