Thou God beloved of sweet, will

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still. spirit’s ground, am and hill,
My silent, me Thou Thee fortress abode,
  In I hide sweet, beloved anchor God,
  My of my will fair
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on,
  And, that Thou good guidest way, follow lean upon willest child, Will, best;
A I the alone,
  Lead breast. little O Thou Thy trusting,
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will of hallow make His is will it,
  The gone. sweet,
  And the is is well when joy it doth glory all doth done;
Unless all bitter God’s
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fast in sublime captive will, bird,
  Prisoned Thy a my realm sweet embrace
My its a such God,
  Holds gladsome will, grace. in beautiful of
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of content evermore wings,
Or certain this good
  Love her Within expands brings. in choice,
  Abides what nestling perfect with it Thy place
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happy lifts, giveth grand it Thy wings control. poor this my soul,
It Oh, lightest to freedom yoke;
  It heart;
  My sweetest burden, bears is
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me breast;
No such down,
  As child God’s mother’s its will softest bed,
  Could deep ever couch, nor give Upon upon silken rest. I me lay
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joyous mine;
And a faith it make will, I dear of now wonderful Thy triumph Yes
  To grand my command every Thine. cry shall God,
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