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Offer to the Lord the body, soul, and substance
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O Keso: words can not paint it. What then can I say?
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The Salvation of the lost is Thy glory
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O Mind, drink deep of the wine of Hari's love
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O Lord, how wilt thou deal with me?
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Show now Thy mercy: let me be a sacrifice to Thee
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Let no one vex the afflicted, or affliction will vex him
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O Soul, cling to His feet, give up, renounce all here or there
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If this our practice all is well
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The Life is lost in tangle and tangle
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