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1. O where shall rest be found,
Rest for the weary soul? 'Twere vain the oceans depths to sound, Or pierce to either pole 2. The world can never give
3. Beyond this vail of tears,
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4. There is a death, whose pang
Outlasts the fleeting breath, O what eternal horrors hang, Around the second death! 5. O God of truth and grace,
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