"Yield no more fragrance to the passing breeze—" appears in 1 hymns in our collection, reflecting its spiritual significance in worship.
Yield no more fragrance to the passing breeze—
...The flowers that spring’s abundant moisture nursed
Yield no more fragrance to the passing breeze—
They have all bowed their heads like things accursed...
The flowers that spring’s abundant moisture nursed
Yield no more fragrance to the passing breeze—
They have all bowed their heads like things accursed
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