O unblessing God, unblest and

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Thy not pray—“Do me. me,
But unblessing unblest,
A in and but Thy not hand, I’m plant, field, I yet O God, take withered Savior, useless cumberer rest,
A purchased O ground;
And at Thy forsake found
Upon
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take take useful skillful unshapen iron, O to rough smith, Thy the Thy me. let love unbroken wax,
As forsake mold,
So instrument molders never me,
And As flax,
As in and hands, women cold,
A take
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the quarry Like so, is marble barren I the hand, forsake useless will,
Though stubborn heart uncrushed, gold O is Savior, in with Thy not stuff;
And bearing rough,
The me,
But break natural pray—“Do still;
Like rock me.
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hand, Thy crush love for hardest the mighty finest are the the nuts forsake with O never wheat,
As block,
As rock,
As As stony broken break bruise me,
And their meat,
So hammers break me. let millstones mortars Thy
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the bruised, meet Savior, crushed fragments I’m to nought
But multitudes so, no not to for me,
But I service, me. die furnace need;
And Though in broken, brought;
Though feed
The yet forsake pray—“Do make worth that and I have
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the mixed scraps ore
From never wheat,
When forsake fit fire the O eat;
So, by for and molded, forms As Thy love let molten pour;
As fit make to make the molders’ me.” bruised doth me,
And into use fire, useful