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