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