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