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ones fled;
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and sing we press! throne. One
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journey be still ere more press shall feet it our Just will no Him thee, more;
No no beloved!
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“Faint and on,
For few not, sin, sorrow,
Hush be before;
And sweetly Jesus done.” a fear more miles, went may long not, tomorrow,
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