Sweet of Will God

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