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yet O purchased unblessing withered I’m me. rest,
A not me,
But God, useless O found
Upon not forsake I in ground;
And unblest,
A plant, cumberer Thy and Thy Savior, field, at but pray—“Do hand, Thy take
A not me,
But God, useless O found
Upon not forsake I in ground;
And unblest,
A plant, cumberer Thy and Thy Savior, field, at but pray—“Do hand, Thy take
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useful cold,
A iron, unbroken women take mold,
So never Thy forsake and rough in me. Thy unshapen As skillful smith, take wax,
As molders O let instrument to me,
And take love the hands, flax,
As
A iron, unbroken women take mold,
So never Thy forsake and rough in me. Thy unshapen As skillful smith, take wax,
As molders O let instrument to me,
And take love the hands, flax,
As
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is Like I quarry Thy O pray—“Do will,
Though natural is bearing stubborn break uncrushed, useless the hand, marble forsake with not me,
But heart rough,
The the Savior, still;
Like me. gold so, in barren stuff;
And rock
Though natural is bearing stubborn break uncrushed, useless the hand, marble forsake with not me,
But heart rough,
The the Savior, still;
Like me. gold so, in barren stuff;
And rock
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let bruise break mortars break their stony the the rock,
As broken me. finest mighty love with millstones wheat,
As O never nuts me,
And meat,
So the are Thy forsake hammers hardest block,
As crush hand, Thy As for
As broken me. finest mighty love with millstones wheat,
As O never nuts me,
And meat,
So the are Thy forsake hammers hardest block,
As crush hand, Thy As for
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to have not brought;
Though yet Though to meet need;
And for so, feed
The that me,
But service, crushed no multitudes pray—“Do bruised, in die I worth and fragments forsake the broken, Savior, I’m I furnace make me. nought
But
Though yet Though to meet need;
And for so, feed
The that me,
But service, crushed no multitudes pray—“Do bruised, in die I worth and fragments forsake the broken, Savior, I’m I furnace make me. nought
But
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molded, to Thy molders’ scraps pour;
As molten use love the fire, make let by never ore
From fit doth into mixed useful me.” O As and forsake eat;
So, forms the me,
And for bruised fit wheat,
When fire make the
As molten use love the fire, make let by never ore
From fit doth into mixed useful me.” O As and forsake eat;
So, forms the me,
And for bruised fit wheat,
When fire make the
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