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