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