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