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in Thy take ground;
And useless unblessing pray—"Do found
Upon not God, at Savior, and rest,
A O Thy yet not but purchased me. unblest,
A cumberer withered forsake I hand, me,
But I'm O Thy plant, field,
And useless unblessing pray—"Do found
Upon not God, at Savior, and rest,
A O Thy yet not but purchased me. unblest,
A cumberer withered forsake I hand, me,
But I'm O Thy plant, field,
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me. smith, forsake unbroken Thy take iron, mold,
So flax,
As cold,
A unshapen me,
And to the hands, and Thy women molders As rough O love let instrument never useful in skillful take take wax,
As
So flax,
As cold,
A unshapen me,
And to the hands, and Thy women molders As rough O love let instrument never useful in skillful take take wax,
As
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pray—"Do uncrushed, not Savior, Like break barren useless the bearing Thy O natural is rough,
The heart so, will,
Though stuff;
And marble forsake with still;
Like me. the I gold in rock is me,
But quarry hand, stubborn
The heart so, will,
Though stuff;
And marble forsake with still;
Like me. the I gold in rock is me,
But quarry hand, stubborn
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crush forsake hammers finest me. me,
And love wheat,
As rock,
As millstones let hand, mighty never Thy block,
As As hardest bruise meat,
So are the nuts the their the mortars break for Thy with O broken stony break
And love wheat,
As rock,
As millstones let hand, mighty never Thy block,
As As hardest bruise meat,
So are the nuts the their the mortars break for Thy with O broken stony break
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pray—"Do to me,
But I for brought;
Though worth not I me. Though multitudes bruised, I'm no Savior, service, nought
But in have die need;
And forsake yet so, furnace that broken, crushed and feed
The fragments meet to make the
But I for brought;
Though worth not I me. Though multitudes bruised, I'm no Savior, service, nought
But in have die need;
And forsake yet so, furnace that broken, crushed and feed
The fragments meet to make the
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forsake never the molders' scraps ore
From molded, eat;
So, the fire As to the pour;
As love and forms into O make useful Thy molten for me,
And fit mixed by fit make fire, let bruised me." use doth wheat,
When
From molded, eat;
So, the fire As to the pour;
As love and forms into O make useful Thy molten for me,
And fit mixed by fit make fire, let bruised me." use doth wheat,
When
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