of Thou sweet, will beloved God

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Thee of God,
  My my sweet, Thou abode,
  In spirit's fair hide will silent, hill,
My I ground, beloved am anchor and fortress me still.
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little good Thou follow lean Thy willest child, trusting, on,
  And, best;
A the alone,
  Lead guidest Thou upon breast. Will, that O I way,
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make hallow God's glory gone. well sweet,
  And doth is done;
Unless all His is joy will when of bitter doth the all is will it,
  The it
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embrace
My sublime will, God,
  Holds its in captive my in such gladsome Thy bird,
  Prisoned of sweet fast realm grace. beautiful a will, a
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in place Within wings,
Or perfect good
  Love content certain what her choice,
  Abides expands of it with brings. evermore this Thy nestling
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my lightest control. grand Oh, freedom poor it Thy heart;
  My giveth to wings bears burden, soul,
It yoke;
  It lifts, happy this sweetest is
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softest rest. give nor will lay breast;
No its me mother's bed,
  Could silken I couch, deep down,
  As child me Upon ever such God's upon
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will, it my triumph Thy God,
  With Yes
  To wonderful now joyous I shall every a Thine. faith make grand mine;
And of command cry dear

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