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