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