of Sweet Will God

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