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.Я разве должен в страхе ждать Песнь Марии mkẖṭwṭẗ ʿmry Хоть и маленький я యేసు చావొందే సిలువపై Happy Song 主啊主啊教会遭难 Йюдже Танръм Инсан Сессизлие Бюрюнсюн พระสิริ โอพระสิริ
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