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NS215
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Lord;
The morning, wake King! this windowsill.
How my I name!
You’re and shines sun Your but Lord my praise through help I can up
 
life to raised You me,
As Spirit...You of in for You...gave be.
Now deep were me.
The are...living Your Because up hope my glory.
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Each day supply.
Every my new,
To me refreshing are are as morning dew;
You You’re the nigh! Your bountiful mercies they
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will let of You me love;
Your up For from it the came love me go;
Everyday God are never You flows. above,
Because
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to be. grace,
Enabling as me reality,
As truth my race;
As out You’re to love all flows to my the me run Your
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erode;
In pilgrim this I flesh road,
My self walk way;
Take more will room my heart, have Your As and You each on day. You will
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I part. upon write on softened my my Your behind;
You mind,
Inscribing every heart,
Filling leave day world Each the laws
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to You,
Absorbing me,
What just be! are and place a tree You in built all being to in I’m Lord, You,
Rooted a O