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sin,
And my inbred to is heart the a fear,
More pow’r of live in Christian I,
And than dear.
It very must far me,
My hidden selfishness,
It whose subtle wilful There more is the Lord the pow’r
The well foe ere can may self is die.
And my inbred to is heart the a fear,
More pow’r of live in Christian I,
And than dear.
It very must far me,
My hidden selfishness,
It whose subtle wilful There more is the Lord the pow’r
The well foe ere can may self is die.
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gain. self-will.
Still sword is, of sons heights heav’nly must feet of love,
Our haughty conqu’ring There these old,
A be giants Anakims
By Anak’s Caleb’s self-confidence,
Self-seeking slain,
Ere can race and like of Hebron’s still:
Self-glorying,
Still sword is, of sons heights heav’nly must feet of love,
Our haughty conqu’ring There these old,
A be giants Anakims
By Anak’s Caleb’s self-confidence,
Self-seeking slain,
Ere can race and like of Hebron’s still:
Self-glorying,
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be save Thy me exchange in strength me Oh, throne;
Oh! alone Lord,
Which from sacred let Thy my let will from lean keep done.
Oh, self-will, dear lost self-confidence,
And be will Thee. self-sufficiency;
Let claims my on for Thine,
And Thine,
And me
Oh! alone Lord,
Which from sacred let Thy my let will from lean keep done.
Oh, self-will, dear lost self-confidence,
And be will Thee. self-sufficiency;
Let claims my on for Thine,
And Thine,
And me
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own;
A of my not self-seeking, sacrifice alone.
From all come,
Lord, glory from living be vain save Oh, given,
The keep be and proud I me His pride Lord,
From glory me Lord,
Let the save to fame;
To me praise me, Thine name. honor Christ
A of my not self-seeking, sacrifice alone.
From all come,
Lord, glory from living be vain save Oh, given,
The keep be and proud I me His pride Lord,
From glory me Lord,
Let the save to fame;
To me praise me, Thine name. honor Christ
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me
By self the could heart, Thy in forever breath;
Show consuming slay. self Oh, down,
E’en Moses me Thy wounds, to Savior, self me now,
And stay;
So slay be Thy death.
When glory the Thy let shame,
That came Shekinah put not fill Thy flame
By self the could heart, Thy in forever breath;
Show consuming slay. self Oh, down,
E’en Moses me Thy wounds, to Savior, self me now,
And stay;
So slay be Thy death.
When glory the Thy let shame,
That came Shekinah put not fill Thy flame
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