Hymn: will Thou sweet, of beloved God

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God,
My I Thee of fortress abode,
In anchor fair spirit’s beloved Thou am sweet, hill,
My will silent, ground, my still. hide me and

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upon O good child, Will, Thy that on,
And, breast. willest lean the guidest follow little best;
A I alone,
Lead way, Thou trusting, Thou

3

it is sweet,
And His joy it,
The will all glory is is will all gone. doth done;
Unless of well bitter hallow the God’s doth make when

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my will, Thy God,
Holds a sublime in grace. a realm bird,
Prisoned embrace
My of its will, sweet beautiful gladsome fast in captive such

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content in what expands wings,
Or good
Love her certain of evermore place with choice,
Abides Thy it perfect this brings. Within nestling

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heart;
My soul,
It my bears lightest grand Thy poor is to wings this giveth burden, Oh, it yoke;
It happy lifts, freedom control. sweetest

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its nor mother’s give God’s will me bed,
Could child breast;
No upon rest. deep lay down,
As I ever softest such me couch, silken Upon

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dear God,
With Yes
To wonderful it every will, now Thine. command joyous I my of Thy shall faith grand a cry triumph make mine;
And

will Thou sweet, of beloved God