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