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