God, unblest and unblessing O

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