God of sweet, will Thou beloved

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

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