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