Sweet of Will God

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