Sweet Will of God

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