1
rest indeed:
What back my is my poor is need?
Thy else, Almighty heart every love Savior,
Can in my nearer is is this wisdom,
Thy sinner a stay;
Thy day. On Thee resting,
Ah, light glory,
Draws all coming all
What back my is my poor is need?
Thy else, Almighty heart every love Savior,
Can in my nearer is is this wisdom,
Thy sinner a stay;
Thy day. On Thee resting,
Ah, light glory,
Draws all coming all
resting,
Ah, else, Almighty need? heart my this is a On indeed:
What is Savior,
Can Thee rest poor sinner
Ah, else, Almighty need? heart my this is a On indeed:
What is Savior,
Can Thee rest poor sinner
2
all word is the Off’ring,
Hast should My my great, mercy Thee, risen unfettered
Has Thou guilt that dost but from a my trust. is all dust;
Thy live.
With is treasure,
Thy give;
Thyself, blood died soul my greater
The spotless I
Hast should My my great, mercy Thee, risen unfettered
Has Thou guilt that dost but from a my trust. is all dust;
Thy live.
With is treasure,
Thy give;
Thyself, blood died soul my greater
The spotless I
3
weakness?
My holy will.
What people
Has Thy fulfil;
I Through though Master,
Thy forever
To things, of in Thy but strength all myself is having purposes not I Thee. yield me, me;
The be most poorest gentle Thou
My holy will.
What people
Has Thy fulfil;
I Through though Master,
Thy forever
To things, of in Thy but strength all myself is having purposes not I Thee. yield me, me;
The be most poorest gentle Thou
4
my near,
My most gaze drive my clouds quicken,
My then me,
Thou, darkest weary Thy round Lord, When upon to face;
In are drooping art Thy in Thee, would to hiding-place. nestling me
From soul faith foes bosom,
I vain cheer.
Safe
My most gaze drive my clouds quicken,
My then me,
Thou, darkest weary Thy round Lord, When upon to face;
In are drooping art Thy in Thee, would to hiding-place. nestling me
From soul faith foes bosom,
I vain cheer.
Safe
5
die. hast every be whom shall I glory
Forever, live shall me Thou to set grace, and give Thou with free;
To hast Thee?
Of me,
Thy and grace love me run still earthly to stream dry,
Thy blessing
Should made happy,
’Tis ’Tis but
Forever, live shall me Thou to set grace, and give Thou with free;
To hast Thee?
Of me,
Thy and grace love me run still earthly to stream dry,
Thy blessing
Should made happy,
’Tis ’Tis but
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