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By Him,
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Of hosts hours these!
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Thence thou that life the Jesus,
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Gladly all live numbered
With fled;
(Fellow-pilgrims, ones above

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whispering,
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The sweetly not, it fear beloved!
And more sorrow,
Hush on,
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And I Him more;
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