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.Quvonch Jesus جىم۔جىرت ٴتۇن ЩЕ ПРАЗНУВАМЕ Алаканыңа ачылган, өмүрүмдү мен тапшырам. اق باتا تىلەيم، اتا Гайхамшигт загалмай ạ̉ktblk بمحبة كبيرة حبيتني Сен мен билан биргасан
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