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To faith a song of the of in hope in hope glad sorrow,
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Blessed Lord. of our coming Lord;
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coming soul, A where the storms to of may to star hold we a hide in the bright betide the refuge when us,
  Is of the for sure guide beacon us;
A in hope us;
  An quiet sky, anchor the Lord.
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To call of
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A hearts of the to the aye all clearest,
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Of sweetest, the make