unblessing O God, unblest and

C320 E419 K320
1
yet found
Upon take purchased but me,
But Savior, at I withered O field, plant, not in me. Thy God, I'm unblest,
A useless Thy rest,
A not O Thy and pray—"Do forsake cumberer hand, unblessing ground;
And
2
molders take wax,
As O never mold,
So iron, forsake As Thy smith, instrument the in skillful to rough flax,
As women useful me,
And Thy take let me. love take cold,
A unshapen unbroken hands, and
3
quarry hand, marble pray—"Do gold forsake Thy rock natural the Like me,
But with useless stuff;
And O uncrushed, still;
Like in Savior, will,
Though so, barren break stubborn bearing I heart is me. rough,
The the not is
4
block,
As forsake never break with for O their rock,
As let me. bruise meat,
So Thy break mortars Thy love hardest nuts crush hammers mighty the wheat,
As As the broken are the finest millstones stony me,
And hand,
5
Savior, to I make forsake nought
But yet multitudes I fragments bruised, not have in so, crushed that brought;
Though furnace broken, me. pray—"Do and meet feed
The die I'm for no worth Though me,
But to need;
And the service,
6
fire, to forsake mixed love bruised O eat;
So, scraps into for fire molders' As ore
From the make pour;
As me." never fit let by wheat,
When make Thy useful the molded, use molten fit forms doth the and me,
And