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Text: | "We've no abiding city here" |
Author: | T. Kelly |
Text: | Why should we start and fear to die? |
Author: | I. Watts |
Text: | God of my life, through all my days |
Author: | Doddridge |
Text: | How vain is all beneath the skies! |
Author: | D. E. Ford |
Text: | At even ere the sun was set |
Author: | H. Twells |