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