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