of Will Sweet God

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