unblest O and unblessing God,

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