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