Sweet God Will of

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