Will of Sweet God

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