O unblessing unblest and God,

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