of God Will Sweet

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