of God Sweet Will

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me at will this be in Thy will hath Thine are and lips last My let yielded;
I Thine, the prayer my bringing,
"Lord, would be alone,
And done." stubborn
 
lost Thee. closer,
  Till am Thee;
Sweet fold in wholly in still of me wholly Sweet I God, still I am closer,
Till lost God, me will of fold will
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Star, Sun. now my ris'n in of to dreary my light has weary,
The grown,
But find tired and hath cheer sin, a me;
I I'm Thee path darksome footsore
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conqu'ring peace embrace free. a me;
All compass now and prisoned discords my precious soul hushed, O Savior,
Doth river,
My set Thy a bird will,
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wayward pow'r with feet in of center from Thee, to O forever,
My my sever?
The God's no Shut my roam;
What will home. can Thee soul Lord, more