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