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- For, while in Him confiding, (en)
- His praise shall tune my voice, (en)
- I cannot but rejoice. (en)
- Nor flocks nor herds be there; (en)
- Their wonted fruit shall bear, (en)
- Though all the field should wither, (en)
- Though vine nor fig-tree neither, (en)
- Yet God the same abiding, (en)
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