God of Sweet Will

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