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