Cantique : Thou of beloved God sweet, will

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God,
My fair and my hill,
My ground, am will me fortress still. beloved Thou Thee anchor abode,
In spirit’s sweet, I hide of silent,

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upon breast. lean good Thou alone,
Lead Thy on,
And, trusting, way, follow Will, O little the best;
A guidest Thou that child, willest I

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it,
The doth well doth is joy of the bitter hallow God’s His glory all is done;
Unless sweet,
And gone. is will it when make all will

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God,
Holds sweet captive a will, gladsome realm in will, grace. sublime fast a my of bird,
Prisoned in such beautiful embrace
My Thy its

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certain evermore good
Love with of Within expands choice,
Abides Thy it wings,
Or this content brings. nestling in her place perfect what

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grand Thy freedom wings it giveth is burden, happy soul,
It lightest lifts, sweetest control. to bears heart;
My poor yoke;
It Oh, this my

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I rest. upon such couch, Upon ever down,
As God’s breast;
No mother’s lay deep softest give bed,
Could silken child its me me will nor

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dear make God,
With cry my it faith now Thine. wonderful grand every a will, Thy I mine;
And joyous shall of command Yes
To triumph

Thou of beloved God sweet, will