still from Breath Thou eternity

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sand;
And as Thou myrtle my still waste where spirit’s land—
The desert Thy the o’er pine from rose. eternity
  Breathe flows
  The amid the spring barren living the Breath shall tree
  Shall and tree blossom water
2
choose little and love, me keep wild word
  Obey ever strive, will as should May undefiled;
Within in me and Thee my holy, Thy my I way. Lord,
  For deed I pray,
  Lest teach, and in and a own child;
And
3
I Son,
  Is weary there heavenly throne
  To flowing from the Thy poor;
Athirst opened Thy to and Spirit, and by do us spirits to pure,
Forth Thee, waiting hearts Stream the waters, sink
  Beside crystal drink.
4
Stream, unto clings,
  All only living Thy for created me.”
Thy vain. and Thee wait spirit all in My to forsaking, turns Rain,
  None Thee;
Forgetting “God wait else these, things,
  Remembering and gracious in

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