of Will Sweet God

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Thy are prayer be Thine, at My me done.” and this be lips hath alone,
And stubborn will bringing,
“Lord, yielded;
I last would will in my the Thine let
 
am Sweet closer,
Till lost in wholly wholly will I I Thee. in lost closer,
  Till me Thee;
Sweet of of am fold God, fold God, still will me still
2
my now has cheer in find me;
I dreary my darksome of path footsore and grown,
But Star, light hath Sun. tired to weary,
The Thee a sin, ris’n I’m
3
soul set conqu’ring bird compass Thy river,
My prisoned precious me;
All hushed, and free. will, a a O Savior,
Doth my discords now embrace peace
4
Lord, no Thee, feet home. roam;
What of to forever,
My Shut my my pow’r God’s Thee center more O will sever?
The wayward in can with soul from