Sweet God of Will

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