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My stubborn will at last hath yielded; I would be Thine and Thine alone; And this the prayer

My stubborn will at last hath yielded; I would be Thine and Thine alone; And this the prayer my lips are bringing, “Lord, let in me Thy will be done.”. Sweet will of God, still fold me closer, Till I am wholly lost in Thee; Sweet will of God, still fold me closer,

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My stubborn will at last hath yielded; I would be Thine and Thine alone; And this the prayer

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  1. My stubborn will at last hath yielded; I would be Thine and Thine alone; And this the prayer my lips are bringing, “Lord, let in me Thy will be done.”

  2. Sweet will of God, still fold me closer, Till I am wholly lost in Thee; Sweet will of God, still fold me closer, Till I am wholly lost in Thee.

  3. I’m tired of sin, footsore and weary; The darksome path hath dreary grown; But now a light has ris’n to cheer me: I find in Thee my Star, my Sun.

  4. Sweet will of God, still fold me closer, Till I am wholly lost in Thee; Sweet will of God, still fold me closer, Till I am wholly lost in Thee.

  5. Thy precious will, O conqu’ring Savior, Doth now embrace and compass me; All discords hushed, my peace a river, My soul, a prisoned bird set free.

  6. Sweet will of God, still fold me closer, Till I am wholly lost in Thee; Sweet will of God, still fold me closer, Till I am wholly lost in Thee.

  7. Shut in with Thee, O Lord, forever, My wayward feet no more to roam; What pow’r from Thee my soul can sever? The center of God’s will my home.

  8. Sweet will of God, still fold me closer, Till I am wholly lost in Thee; Sweet will of God, still fold me closer, Till I am wholly lost in Thee.

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