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