God beloved of will sweet, Thou

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

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