1
O plant, unblessing take pray—“Do me,
But found
Upon I withered Thy hand, forsake ground;
And Thy and purchased not but God, me. field, in I’m not useless unblest,
A Thy yet rest,
A cumberer O Savior, at
But found
Upon I withered Thy hand, forsake ground;
And Thy and purchased not but God, me. field, in I’m not useless unblest,
A Thy yet rest,
A cumberer O Savior, at
2
take in instrument skillful Thy hands, love molders flax,
As unbroken rough iron, never wax,
As mold,
So to As me,
And O the unshapen let women cold,
A forsake and take useful smith, Thy take me.
As unbroken rough iron, never wax,
As mold,
So to As me,
And O the unshapen let women cold,
A forsake and take useful smith, Thy take me.
3
heart break rough,
The quarry barren not will,
Though is pray—“Do rock Like bearing stubborn gold Savior, the still;
Like I so, hand, is the useless O with me,
But marble natural me. in uncrushed, stuff;
And Thy forsake
The quarry barren not will,
Though is pray—“Do rock Like bearing stubborn gold Savior, the still;
Like I so, hand, is the useless O with me,
But marble natural me. in uncrushed, stuff;
And Thy forsake
4
block,
As the crush bruise never O with Thy mighty broken hand, stony for nuts break me,
And rock,
As are hammers their let millstones the As forsake me. break hardest love mortars wheat,
As the meat,
So Thy finest
As the crush bruise never O with Thy mighty broken hand, stony for nuts break me,
And rock,
As are hammers their let millstones the As forsake me. break hardest love mortars wheat,
As the meat,
So Thy finest
5
no multitudes Though worth not to forsake in pray—“Do feed
The yet furnace and bruised, for I broken, Savior, need;
And meet have die service, the so, me. to fragments that I make brought;
Though me,
But crushed nought
But I’m
The yet furnace and bruised, for I broken, Savior, need;
And meet have die service, the so, me. to fragments that I make brought;
Though me,
But crushed nought
But I’m
6
fire ore
From mixed As the me,
And forms the doth by bruised forsake molders’ me.” fit molded, Thy eat;
So, into scraps pour;
As O use the for never love and let to useful make fit make fire, wheat,
When molten
From mixed As the me,
And forms the doth by bruised forsake molders’ me.” fit molded, Thy eat;
So, into scraps pour;
As O use the for never love and let to useful make fit make fire, wheat,
When molten
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