Cantique : has our Lord souls the fed Now

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sitting our has feet,
With finest Lord the His the us, souls fed,
With Living the Now the of Himself, at wheat. Bread;
Fed

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the and all and share? spare;
Shall endless not treasure we to have blessing We abound;
Rich things abundance found;
We have

3

For, and cry:
Come the while we near,
Call and us or we us, with far are millions, here,
Starving feasting die. bitter help

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and we, not us hold here then, day do we In peace?
Staying can full this of we, let well;
Now increase,
Shall our tell: go

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hath leads He Tell our He rest is triumphantly;
How set His need;
How free,
How He rest how indeed. satisfies us

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to be,
We can hast Speak, shall in Thy Thee. hear;
Thou for fear;
And word us we, it, do Thy Lord, taught whate’er servants, not

has our Lord souls the fed Now