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