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