Cantique : of God sweet, beloved will Thou

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

of God sweet, beloved will Thou