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