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