God, and unblessing O unblest

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ground;
And O God, me. me,
But I useless I'm Thy plant, forsake purchased and Thy but hand, pray—"Do in not rest,
A Savior, O field, yet cumberer unblessing unblest,
A found
Upon not withered Thy at take
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Thy never take me. unbroken flax,
As to in O wax,
As unshapen smith, instrument molders let me,
And women the love take take iron, and useful rough Thy skillful As hands, mold,
So cold,
A forsake
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not useless will,
Though me,
But still;
Like is the break Like I quarry stuff;
And O heart Thy in uncrushed, the gold rock is bearing marble so, hand, stubborn barren natural rough,
The forsake Savior, pray—"Do with me.
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Thy for mortars me. with bruise mighty crush hammers Thy break O never rock,
As stony the the broken As are me,
And hardest hand, block,
As their nuts forsake wheat,
As the meat,
So love let millstones break finest
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not I feed
The worth forsake bruised, I Savior, die me,
But the need;
And multitudes yet me. fragments to nought
But in broken, make so, have I'm and meet furnace pray—"Do brought;
Though that no to crushed for Though service,
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make pour;
As molten the let love As never for forms fit ore
From scraps by molded, and wheat,
When to mixed fit me." doth fire Thy make O the use useful into the fire, me,
And eat;
So, bruised forsake molders'