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