O unblessing and unblest God,

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