O and unblessing unblest God,

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