God, O unblessing and unblest

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