God of Sweet Will

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prayer last Thine will My stubborn lips in yielded;
I Thine, me would this hath let are my bringing,
"Lord, will and be the Thy at be done." alone,
And
 
I lost God, closer,
Till will me fold Thee;
Sweet in Sweet wholly still will of wholly closer,
  Till fold God, am still of lost I me in am Thee.
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Star, has light cheer hath sin, my in ris'n darksome tired Sun. footsore of a weary,
The grown,
But my find and now Thee path to dreary I'm me;
I
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compass will, prisoned and embrace hushed, peace precious discords free. Savior,
Doth a me;
All O river,
My now a my bird soul Thy conqu'ring set
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Shut with roam;
What O to home. feet pow'r from my soul God's sever?
The of Lord, no Thee forever,
My wayward center can more in Thee, will my