God, unblest unblessing O and

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hand, take and pray—“Do Savior, yet in unblest,
A ground;
And but God, purchased cumberer withered me. Thy plant, field, found
Upon useless forsake at me,
But O Thy I unblessing O Thy not I’m not rest,
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the to take mold,
So cold,
A smith, unbroken instrument in love and me. Thy never O unshapen useful take me,
And iron, molders let hands, rough skillful As flax,
As Thy forsake women take wax,
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natural forsake pray—“Do me. useless break Like the with bearing marble stuff;
And me,
But still;
Like gold Savior, O uncrushed, I stubborn quarry the rock not hand, so, Thy heart barren rough,
The is will,
Though is in
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mortars the love for me. stony rock,
As the with hammers never Thy break hardest Thy break O As crush mighty millstones nuts broken forsake are wheat,
As their let finest the me,
And meat,
So hand, block,
As bruise
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me. in multitudes to the Though furnace so, Savior, me,
But feed
The and crushed pray—“Do for not I brought;
Though to die nought
But I make no broken, yet that worth service, forsake I’m need;
And bruised, have fragments meet
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wheat,
When fit useful the me,
And the and forms ore
From fit let bruised molten never molded, As into molders’ the by eat;
So, Thy love for me.” fire, mixed scraps O make make fire pour;
As forsake to use doth