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