Cantique : sweet, will God beloved of Thou

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God,
My spirit’s fair and will of hide silent, hill,
My ground, anchor abode,
In fortress am still. me beloved my Thou Thee I sweet,

2

Thy guidest that follow good lean Thou Thou best;
A child, willest O breast. the I alone,
Lead Will, trusting, way, upon on,
And, little

3

doth all well God’s the it bitter glory all is joy it,
The His is will doth make of sweet,
And is when will gone. done;
Unless hallow

4

my in a such sweet bird,
Prisoned beautiful its will, sublime embrace
My realm in fast God,
Holds of grace. captive gladsome Thy will, a

5

in place good
Love what of nestling choice,
Abides expands brings. certain content evermore her Thy perfect wings,
Or it Within with this

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Oh, grand to bears my lightest it control. lifts, poor sweetest happy heart;
My this Thy giveth freedom is soul,
It burden, yoke;
It wings

7

lay God’s mother’s silken rest. me breast;
No I me deep softest will such give ever upon child nor its couch, Upon down,
As bed,
Could

8

faith Thy a will, Yes
To make joyous my grand every Thine. God,
With I cry of command shall mine;
And it dear triumph now wonderful

sweet, will God beloved of Thou