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Grace.

Watts.

My God, how excellent thy grace!

Whence all our hope and comfort springs;

The sons of Adam in distress,

Fly to the shadow of thy wings.

2 Life, like a fountain rich and free,

Springs from the presence of my Lord,

And in thy light our souls shall see

The glories promised in thy word.
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