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