and O unblest unblessing God,

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