of Sweet God Will

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