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Thy Word, O Lord, like gentle dewsI Need Your Help, O LORD My GodI need your help, O LORD my God;
do not ignore my plea.
For I am restless and distraught;
O hear and answer me.
The wicked stare at me and taunt;
their anger causes grief.
The fear of death has hold of me,
and I find no relief.
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How blessed, from the bonds of sinHow blessed, from the bonds of sin,
And earthly fetters free,
In singleness of heart and aim,
Thy servant, Lord, to be;
The hardest toil to undertake
With joy at Thy command,
The meanest office to receive
With meekness at Thy hand;
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