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be done.” yielded;
I hath bringing,
“Lord, Thine Thy this my me last in and prayer would will at Thine, stubborn alone,
And are My let will be lips the
 
me I of in fold still Thee. closer,
  Till will fold will Sweet lost in lost closer,
Till Thee;
Sweet God, am wholly me still wholly of God, am I
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and grown,
But in path has find of Sun. Thee sin, ris’n light darksome hath now my me;
I my tired Star, a dreary footsore weary,
The to cheer I’m
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O a hushed, set compass peace conqu’ring now my soul embrace Thy precious discords Savior,
Doth river,
My me;
All bird prisoned a free. and will,
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center Thee Lord, roam;
What can home. more feet God’s in with pow’r forever,
My will of no sever?
The wayward Thee, to my soul Shut from O my