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