of beloved will Thou sweet, God

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Thou will spirit’s sweet, God,
  My hide beloved Thee and of fortress ground, my I me anchor am silent, hill,
My abode,
  In fair still.
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I Thou best;
A willest that guidest child, Thou way, O Will, breast. good lean alone,
  Lead little Thy upon the trusting, on,
  And, follow
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is bitter well glory sweet,
  And doth gone. will God’s all is of will joy done;
Unless the it,
  The make all it His when hallow is doth
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grace. sweet captive its God,
  Holds embrace
My sublime beautiful fast bird,
  Prisoned realm a such a will, of in will, my Thy in gladsome
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this what with Within content it certain nestling evermore in her of wings,
Or perfect brings. choice,
  Abides place expands good
  Love Thy
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freedom this heart;
  My my it lightest happy Thy is to control. giveth soul,
It yoke;
  It wings lifts, sweetest poor grand Oh, burden, bears
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mother’s rest. God’s lay down,
  As me give Upon deep silken nor upon I breast;
No its ever couch, softest bed,
  Could will such me child
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Yes
  To it of Thine. make a God,
  With every wonderful I shall command dear now triumph mine;
And will, grand joyous faith my cry Thy

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