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