of Will God Sweet

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let be My in this Thy stubborn alone,
And prayer at are would Thine yielded;
I the bringing,
“Lord, done.” Thine, lips my will hath and be will last me
 
Thee. I of closer,
  Till will fold me lost wholly still will God, me am Sweet in closer,
Till in wholly still of I fold lost Thee;
Sweet God, am
2
dreary of ris’n footsore weary,
The find path to my has Sun. a my cheer now in hath grown,
But me;
I sin, Star, Thee light and darksome tired I’m
3
hushed, now me;
All a precious river,
My and free. will, my set embrace O peace conqu’ring compass prisoned bird Savior,
Doth discords Thy a soul
4
wayward of Lord, to feet Thee more can roam;
What center in my O God’s will Shut home. sever?
The Thee, with no pow’r forever,
My soul my from