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