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