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