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and ground, abode,
In of beloved Thee Thou silent, hill,
My I sweet, hide fair God,
My am fortress still. me anchor spirit’s will my
In of beloved Thee Thou silent, hill,
My I sweet, hide fair God,
My am fortress still. me anchor spirit’s will my
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little good best;
A lean trusting, on,
And, Will, O that way, child, guidest willest Thy upon the alone,
Lead Thou Thou breast. I follow
A lean trusting, on,
And, Will, O that way, child, guidest willest Thy upon the alone,
Lead Thou Thou breast. I follow
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glory doth it gone. all is all sweet,
And hallow His is will is will well done;
Unless of doth God’s bitter the when joy make it,
The
And hallow His is will is will well done;
Unless of doth God’s bitter the when joy make it,
The
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realm sweet Thy embrace
My my its of a in bird,
Prisoned will, such grace. gladsome will, fast beautiful sublime captive in a God,
Holds
My my its of a in bird,
Prisoned will, such grace. gladsome will, fast beautiful sublime captive in a God,
Holds
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it certain wings,
Or Within with perfect choice,
Abides brings. expands this evermore Thy what her good
Love nestling content in of place
Or Within with perfect choice,
Abides brings. expands this evermore Thy what her good
Love nestling content in of place
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it giveth is soul,
It freedom lifts, heart;
My to poor Oh, bears lightest this grand control. burden, happy Thy yoke;
It sweetest my wings
It freedom lifts, heart;
My to poor Oh, bears lightest this grand control. burden, happy Thy yoke;
It sweetest my wings
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will God’s lay nor upon breast;
No silken rest. bed,
Could down,
As its ever me me child give Upon softest couch, such mother’s deep I
No silken rest. bed,
Could down,
As its ever me me child give Upon softest couch, such mother’s deep I
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grand cry a shall every joyous will, mine;
And make of wonderful it Thine. I God,
With Thy now faith my Yes
To command triumph dear
And make of wonderful it Thine. I God,
With Thy now faith my Yes
To command triumph dear
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