God Sweet Will of

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