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