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.qlt ʿyny hạtbqy̱ ʿlyk Un amore senza fine mbạrk sẖʿby̱ mṣr - mwsyqy Boken om Jesus مش مستحيل عليك Рәхмәт yạ nfsy qwmy rbk nʿm ạlrqyb Boh je Duch, v Neho všetci veríme ЕЙ Гьоклердеки Олан, Йюдже Бабамъз Сени Йюджелтеджеим
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