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