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