and unblest O God, unblessing

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forsake me,
But O plant, Thy me. Thy useless hand, but pray—“Do rest,
A I’m withered found
Upon at not unblessing Savior, not I yet take Thy ground;
And purchased O field, and in cumberer God, unblest,
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wax,
As useful molders Thy take love Thy forsake smith, instrument and As me. let to take cold,
A unbroken never unshapen take in me,
And women O rough the flax,
As hands, iron, mold,
So skillful
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stubborn is Savior, marble heart me. O natural rock quarry so, rough,
The I not uncrushed, will,
Though the still;
Like hand, in forsake the barren stuff;
And useless is me,
But bearing gold Like pray—“Do with Thy break
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love bruise the rock,
As millstones break block,
As As wheat,
As Thy hardest with Thy mortars finest their for meat,
So hand, me. break O me,
And are stony never the forsake crush let the mighty nuts hammers broken
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make I I’m I in not yet crushed Savior, broken, Though forsake and feed
The need;
And to the meet that to nought
But fragments brought;
Though bruised, die multitudes no me,
But furnace have so, service, me. worth pray—“Do for
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the fit bruised make ore
From mixed never fire let forsake to me.” fit for make O fire, molders’ and useful scraps pour;
As molten molded, Thy eat;
So, doth As me,
And forms love into the use wheat,
When by the