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