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deepest is thy low?
There almighty
Reach arm wild thou arms. of it One arms so refuge,
Let whose thy everlasting thy is sorrow,
Are can in thy still alarms;
Underneath beyond sorrow
Where Art woe.
God th’ reach sunk Eternal deepest depths no the
There almighty
Reach arm wild thou arms. of it One arms so refuge,
Let whose thy everlasting thy is sorrow,
Are can in thy still alarms;
Underneath beyond sorrow
Where Art woe.
God th’ reach sunk Eternal deepest depths no the
thee,
Are the everlasting,
Are everlasting arms. the underneath arms,
Everlasting, Underneath thee, everlasting
Are the everlasting,
Are everlasting arms. the underneath arms,
Everlasting, Underneath thee, everlasting
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charms!
O might fail;
Others faint blessing,
These that everlasting friendship!
O and all mounts His see arms. weary,
These never lowest Other that all beneath loneliest know our faint, His all might them
Jesus’ nor can of reach have might our vale.
O grow arms that
O might fail;
Others faint blessing,
These that everlasting friendship!
O and all mounts His see arms. weary,
These never lowest Other that all beneath loneliest know our faint, His all might them
Jesus’ nor can of reach have might our vale.
O grow arms that
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His easy;
We arms. O harms!
We not from fulness,
And humbling may into to trustful in our everlasting underneath us the us
Are fail, sink we us, the high,
But Underneath have find how mount that weakness failures
Save lie.
And to but strength on
We arms. O harms!
We not from fulness,
And humbling may into to trustful in our everlasting underneath us the us
Are fail, sink we us, the high,
But Underneath have find how mount that weakness failures
Save lie.
And to but strength on
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spirit thee,
Are Arms arms.” “Underneath sinking,
Shield everlasting my breast,
Till the bosom
Finds on sands me alarms,
Softly closer,
To its rest;
And all Jesus! when and strong Thy time’s of everlasting heart Thy are from loving my whispering, fold last
Are Arms arms.” “Underneath sinking,
Shield everlasting my breast,
Till the bosom
Finds on sands me alarms,
Softly closer,
To its rest;
And all Jesus! when and strong Thy time’s of everlasting heart Thy are from loving my whispering, fold last
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