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