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