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Wait and murmur not
O troubled heart, there is a home
Beyond the reach of toil and care; A home where changes never come: Who would not fain be resting there? Refrain O wait, meekly wait, and murmur not, Yet when bowed down beneath the load Refrain Toil on, nor deem, tho’ sore it be, Refrain |
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