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