captive, a Lord me Make

C322 E422 K322 T422
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conq’ror me be myself life’s hand. a up I to captive, my Thine be.
I free;
Force Make arms,
And I sink my stand,
Imprison Lord.
And render shall be shall I me in sword,
And strong within then me by alarms
When shall
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weak find:
It its it the spring cannot matchless is with My Thou move
Till sure,
It wind;
It deathless chain;
Enslave poor
Until varies freely it reign. love,
And has master it action heart wrought Thy no with hast of and shall
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cannot nerve;
It be learned to glow,
It serve:
It driven;
Its drive the to wants the breathe is needed faint power to and My shalt breeze unfurled
When low
Till Thou fire world
Until wants only the I flag have from can itself be heaven.
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the strife,
When would my on hast its only resign;
It in bosom life. must Thy clashing unbent
Amid its made reach it Thee it it not stands has is found My will throne
It own
Till the Thine;
If leant,
And Thou monarch’s crown