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