of Will Sweet God

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