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No to have mortal of well,
In can from of that fountain love;
I to Fountain come above;
I it the of waters drunk I strife
And being flows Elim of have Life,
A measure Comforter my the from depths come of or the have the passed the heavenly brings. gladness the
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My joy never with delight Joy;
His is be heart.
My I to my strength my can
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