My eyes are dry, my faith is old, My heart is hard, my prayers are cold; And I know how I ought to be: Alive to You and dead to me. Oh, what can be done for an old heart like mine? Soften it up with oil and wine; The oil is You, Your Spirit of love, Please wash me anew In the wine of Your blood.Опять шесть дней промчалися أجمل إله Elohim يا سيدي الغالي Miss Fresh ليك المجد يا عالي ạ̹lqạʾ 1 Молитва Que no se turbe tu corazón Есть ли место Иисусу
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