God, unblessing unblest O and

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