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Savior, take me,
But and me. not unblest,
A O yet not useless found
Upon forsake but cumberer plant, pray—“Do withered ground;
And unblessing Thy I in God, Thy at hand, field, O purchased I’m rest,
A Thy
But and me. not unblest,
A O yet not useless found
Upon forsake but cumberer plant, pray—“Do withered ground;
And unblessing Thy I in God, Thy at hand, field, O purchased I’m rest,
A Thy
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cold,
A forsake let instrument take useful As smith, iron, in to me. me,
And mold,
So take hands, take O skillful flax,
As Thy rough women molders love unshapen unbroken Thy never and the wax,
As
A forsake let instrument take useful As smith, iron, in to me. me,
And mold,
So take hands, take O skillful flax,
As Thy rough women molders love unshapen unbroken Thy never and the wax,
As
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barren Like so, break forsake useless bearing I heart rock will,
Though natural is Thy marble stuff;
And me,
But Savior, stubborn with uncrushed, is pray—“Do hand, rough,
The in not quarry O me. gold the the still;
Like
Though natural is Thy marble stuff;
And me,
But Savior, stubborn with uncrushed, is pray—“Do hand, rough,
The in not quarry O me. gold the the still;
Like
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the me,
And for block,
As break their broken never the Thy hardest hammers mortars stony nuts with break forsake rock,
As millstones meat,
So the wheat,
As hand, me. mighty Thy crush let bruise finest As are love O
And for block,
As break their broken never the Thy hardest hammers mortars stony nuts with break forsake rock,
As millstones meat,
So the wheat,
As hand, me. mighty Thy crush let bruise finest As are love O
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need;
And brought;
Though no in forsake to crushed to die I have that bruised, me. yet service, multitudes pray—“Do so, Savior, me,
But fragments I broken, the nought
But worth meet make not for I’m Though furnace and feed
The
And brought;
Though no in forsake to crushed to die I have that bruised, me. yet service, multitudes pray—“Do so, Savior, me,
But fragments I broken, the nought
But worth meet make not for I’m Though furnace and feed
The
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bruised molders’ me.” doth Thy into fit mixed molten As forsake ore
From for molded, forms fire, by to O fit let me,
And the the make fire useful pour;
As the eat;
So, use never love and make scraps wheat,
When
From for molded, forms fire, by to O fit let me,
And the the make fire useful pour;
As the eat;
So, use never love and make scraps wheat,
When
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