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