of Will God Sweet

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Thy at bringing,
“Lord, and are yielded;
I last be hath in me let My Thine, done.” Thine stubborn will lips be prayer would this the will my alone,
And
 
Thee;
Sweet lost fold I in fold wholly closer,
  Till am Sweet lost will God, will still me of of closer,
Till Thee. me in wholly God, I still am
2
footsore Sun. cheer my grown,
But to weary,
The of my has I’m me;
I sin, a in and hath now tired Star, find Thee path darksome light ris’n dreary
3
me;
All O a now my Thy Savior,
Doth free. discords peace and soul conqu’ring prisoned river,
My a hushed, compass embrace precious set will, bird
4
roam;
What my wayward Shut of Lord, home. feet sever?
The more in center with will soul can forever,
My God’s pow’r no Thee, O to my Thee from