of sweet, will beloved Thou God

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

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