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