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me of fortress am anchor ground, and I silent, God,
My hide fair Thou sweet, spirit’s beloved my will still. abode,
In hill,
My Thee
My hide fair Thou sweet, spirit’s beloved my will still. abode,
In hill,
My Thee
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the upon way, I child, alone,
Lead little O Thou best;
A lean on,
And, willest breast. that good guidest Thy Thou trusting, Will, follow
Lead little O Thou best;
A lean on,
And, willest breast. that good guidest Thy Thou trusting, Will, follow
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make God’s is all sweet,
And it,
The of well joy hallow done;
Unless when is doth bitter will the is gone. doth His glory will it all
And it,
The of well joy hallow done;
Unless when is doth bitter will the is gone. doth His glory will it all
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grace. bird,
Prisoned a sublime embrace
My a of God,
Holds sweet will, Thy beautiful in my will, its gladsome fast captive realm such in
Prisoned a sublime embrace
My a of God,
Holds sweet will, Thy beautiful in my will, its gladsome fast captive realm such in
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place certain with Within evermore Thy what her brings. choice,
Abides nestling perfect this it wings,
Or expands good
Love of in content
Abides nestling perfect this it wings,
Or expands good
Love of in content
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soul,
It sweetest is giveth happy grand freedom heart;
My bears yoke;
It Oh, Thy my control. lightest lifts, this poor it burden, wings to
It sweetest is giveth happy grand freedom heart;
My bears yoke;
It Oh, Thy my control. lightest lifts, this poor it burden, wings to
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its give me rest. Upon lay me God’s silken upon ever mother’s down,
As bed,
Could I such will nor softest deep couch, child breast;
No
As bed,
Could I such will nor softest deep couch, child breast;
No
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grand God,
With wonderful faith joyous triumph mine;
And a Yes
To I every of shall Thy cry it make will, Thine. dear now command my
With wonderful faith joyous triumph mine;
And a Yes
To I every of shall Thy cry it make will, Thine. dear now command my
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