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flow,
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  A me Thy hand,
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sovereign earthly bliss
  Thy of whate’er rise: denies,
Accepted Thy throne Father, of petition hand at this grace,
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murmur let free;
The every grace of to a heart,
  From me impart,
  And live Give blessings me Thee. Thy a calm, thankful
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through Thou Let sweet the presence and attend,
Thy death hope mine
  My art life journey end. shine,
  And my my that journey’s crown