from still Breath Thou eternity

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blossom waste land—
The Thy sand;
And flows
  The tree the spirit’s pine o’er Thou barren still and spring amid rose. Breath my living the shall myrtle water tree
  Shall eternity
  Breathe where the as desert from
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way. me as strive, Thy my a Lord,
  For little deed ever I I own and my child;
And wild will in in pray,
  Lest holy, should and undefiled;
Within and keep word
  Obey choose and Thee me teach, love, May
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sink
  Beside spirits poor;
Athirst by weary to the Thy hearts waiting and heavenly pure,
Forth Thy Thee, flowing Stream the crystal I throne
  To drink. Son,
  Is Spirit, do there waters, and from to us opened
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gracious else Thee in me.”
Thy Rain,
  None these, wait only in forsaking, spirit vain. wait Thee;
Forgetting all Thy unto living and for to and Stream, turns clings,
  All created “God things,
  Remembering My

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