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Yea, I will sing and praise His Name,
For He will ever prove
A light, a shield, to those who know
And feel His boundless love.

Oh, save and bless Thy people, Lord!
To Thee for help I flee.
Oh, feed them with the Bread of Life,
And lift them up to Thee.

E.

October 11, 1832.