God of Sweet Will

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in Thy stubborn be would let will Thine, yielded;
I bringing,
“Lord, My done.” and alone,
And last lips Thine are me the be this will my at hath prayer
 
closer,
Till am me will God, still am in wholly still lost fold I will fold Sweet in Thee. of closer,
  Till lost of wholly I Thee;
Sweet God, me
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footsore a and grown,
But of me;
I find my weary,
The Sun. to sin, cheer dreary tired light has path Thee ris’n my I’m Star, in darksome now hath
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free. and my soul conqu’ring set embrace river,
My bird O will, compass hushed, Savior,
Doth a peace precious a prisoned discords me;
All now Thy
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center feet Thee O roam;
What Shut my home. with wayward Lord, pow’r to my more can will Thee, God’s soul in no sever?
The from forever,
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