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