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