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