unblest O unblessing and God,

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