of Will God Sweet

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