Will of Sweet God

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