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of sweet, abode,
In Thee Thou me still. ground, hill,
My am and anchor silent, fortress spirit’s fair beloved hide my will God,
My I
In Thee Thou me still. ground, hill,
My am and anchor silent, fortress spirit’s fair beloved hide my will God,
My I
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way, I that breast. upon Thou follow good O Thou little the lean willest trusting, guidest child, on,
And, alone,
Lead Will, Thy best;
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And, alone,
Lead Will, Thy best;
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is done;
Unless glory all God’s when joy the will His is bitter it,
The is doth sweet,
And gone. it all of doth will make well hallow
Unless glory all God’s when joy the will His is bitter it,
The is doth sweet,
And gone. it all of doth will make well hallow
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embrace
My sublime in my gladsome will, sweet in God,
Holds grace. of its bird,
Prisoned a Thy captive beautiful fast such will, realm a
My sublime in my gladsome will, sweet in God,
Holds grace. of its bird,
Prisoned a Thy captive beautiful fast such will, realm a
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this wings,
Or with place Thy her in nestling it Within expands evermore what content certain good
Love of brings. choice,
Abides perfect
Or with place Thy her in nestling it Within expands evermore what content certain good
Love of brings. choice,
Abides perfect
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lifts, bears Oh, to freedom soul,
It wings Thy poor is yoke;
It it my heart;
My lightest happy grand burden, sweetest this control. giveth
It wings Thy poor is yoke;
It it my heart;
My lightest happy grand burden, sweetest this control. giveth
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me child give deep mother’s bed,
Could nor silken rest. lay such down,
As ever couch, Upon me its I God’s breast;
No upon will softest
Could nor silken rest. lay such down,
As ever couch, Upon me its I God’s breast;
No upon will softest
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God,
With Yes
To Thy dear cry my faith shall make mine;
And joyous every command grand wonderful now I will, triumph it of a Thine.
With Yes
To Thy dear cry my faith shall make mine;
And joyous every command grand wonderful now I will, triumph it of a Thine.
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