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