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fed,
With feet,
With His Bread;
Fed Living Now us, the Lord wheat. the souls Himself, finest has sitting the of our the at

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things endless share? and have to not abound;
Rich blessing and found;
We We the all abundance treasure we have spare;
Shall

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are with far feasting help For, near,
Call or bitter the us, us millions, die. we here,
Starving and and while we cry:
Come

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well;
Now hold let then, our we, of peace?
Staying go here tell: In and increase,
Shall full we, do not us day can this we

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rest triumphantly;
How how He need;
How leads is rest our He free,
How indeed. Tell set us He His hath satisfies

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whate’er be,
We fear;
And taught do hast Lord, for in Thy Thy to servants, it, Speak, hear;
Thou us can shall not we, word Thee.

has souls the Lord Now fed our