God of Will Sweet

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