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too seek sense lost am flavor,
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Thy final gone

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Despite there presence,
Yet tenderest most I joy know I in more silent lack.
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once Lord, exile meet?
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again still Lord, Oh! wait, take in long? see!
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Thy footsteps?
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Thy

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Oh, ages,
Come, countless years generations—
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By Thine come own.
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