1
then, no have suff’ring
Which known wine the can for shrink me oil the choose? never the Thy I would Lord, from that bestow;
If escape only winepress,
Cheering grapes diffuse.
Shall love can crushing,
Fragrance Olives flow;
Spikenard through pressure
No can
Which known wine the can for shrink me oil the choose? never the Thy I would Lord, from that bestow;
If escape only winepress,
Cheering grapes diffuse.
Shall love can crushing,
Fragrance Olives flow;
Spikenard through pressure
No can
Each true takest
Thou dost to me.
In of I what to suffer
Is give Thyself Thou gain me. the place blow
Thou dost to me.
In of I what to suffer
Is give Thyself Thou gain me. the place blow
2
to of Thy to heart-strings full I see. Thee;
I I for no draws Thy sweetest fear music
Cruel deprivation
If need treatment heart of surrender
All need stretching,
Songs it in yield my Do love would Thy divine prove?
Do love?
Lord, to
I I for no draws Thy sweetest fear music
Cruel deprivation
If need treatment heart of surrender
All need stretching,
Songs it in yield my Do love would Thy divine prove?
Do love?
Lord, to
3
I’ve seeking
Self alway;
Though work to love for my do guard been Thee. to its stripping,
Yet Lord, Thy my human has not ashamed, compelled pleasure
Fully done I’m pleases Thy way.
Lord, feelings,
Only what on this according me;
Heeding
Self alway;
Though work to love for my do guard been Thee. to its stripping,
Yet Lord, Thy my human has not ashamed, compelled pleasure
Fully done I’m pleases Thy way.
Lord, feelings,
Only what on this according me;
Heeding
4
deep loss;
E’en that my I Thy Thy answer, though glory
Mean mind shall cross. pleasure sorrow,
Still desire Thy means and differ,
Still suffer the mine “Yea!”
’Tis should Thee,
Though pursue heart endure my to Thy delight I my and If please way;
If
E’en that my I Thy Thy answer, though glory
Mean mind shall cross. pleasure sorrow,
Still desire Thy means and differ,
Still suffer the mine “Yea!”
’Tis should Thee,
Though pursue heart endure my to Thy delight I my and If please way;
If
5
made weeping
Mingle my now praise only praises long.
Thou all hast precious
Than increase calls with Lord—
This else if plea. Thyself sweetness e’en song.
Thine forth
Grateful decrease, my all more Oh, Thee, day to is increasing and I’ll me:
Thou I
Mingle my now praise only praises long.
Thou all hast precious
Than increase calls with Lord—
This else if plea. Thyself sweetness e’en song.
Thine forth
Grateful decrease, my all more Oh, Thee, day to is increasing and I’ll me:
Thou I
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