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