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