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THE WILL OF GOD. |
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THE WILL OF GOD. |
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I worship Thee, sweet Will of God!
And all Thy ways adore, And every day I live I seem
To love Thee more and more.
Thou wert the end, the blessed
rule Of our Saviour's toils and tears; Thou wert the passion of His
Heart Those Three-and-thirty
years.
And He hath breathed into my soul A special love of Thee,— A love to lose my will in His, And by that loss be free.
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I love to see Thee bring to naught
The plans of wily men ; When simple hearts outwit the wise,
Oh, Thou art loveliest then! |
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