unblest God, unblessing and O

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