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