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A & M 123

1. AND now, beloved Lord, thy soul resigning Into thy Father’s arms with conscious will, Calmly, with reverend grace, thy head inclining, The throbbing brow and labouring breast grow still. 2. Freely thy life thou yieldest, meekly bending E’en to the last beneath our sorrows’ load, Yet, strong in death, in perfect peace commendingThy spirit…

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