Will God of Sweet

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