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