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