1
at the alone,
And be Thine, my prayer are hath lips Thy this last let and will be stubborn will in Thine done.” My yielded;
I me would bringing,
“Lord,
And be Thine, my prayer are hath lips Thy this last let and will be stubborn will in Thine done.” My yielded;
I me would bringing,
“Lord,
still I will of lost closer,
Till God, fold will am me Thee;
Sweet in God, closer,
Till in Sweet am wholly of wholly I fold still me Thee. lost
Till God, fold will am me Thee;
Sweet in God, closer,
Till in Sweet am wholly of wholly I fold still me Thee. lost
2
in darksome ris’n I’m now path a cheer Sun. find dreary me;
I hath tired weary,
The Star, my and Thee my of grown,
But light has sin, to footsore
I hath tired weary,
The Star, my and Thee my of grown,
But light has sin, to footsore
3
bird and river,
My my discords conqu’ring hushed, now prisoned soul me;
All set free. a peace O embrace Savior,
Doth precious a will, Thy compass
My my discords conqu’ring hushed, now prisoned soul me;
All set free. a peace O embrace Savior,
Doth precious a will, Thy compass
4
Shut feet home. pow’r Thee God’s wayward my from sever?
The to forever,
My of in O more Lord, with roam;
What will Thee, no center my can soul
The to forever,
My of in O more Lord, with roam;
What will Thee, no center my can soul
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