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Now , now , for sure , deliverance is at hand , The kingdom shall to Israel be restored ; ' Thus we rejoiced , but soon our joy is turn'd Into perplexity and new amaze : For whither is he gone ? what accident Hath wrapp'd him from us ...
Now , now , for sure , deliverance is at hand , The kingdom shall to Israel be restored ; ' Thus we rejoiced , but soon our joy is turn'd Into perplexity and new amaze : For whither is he gone ? what accident Hath wrapp'd him from us ...
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... and all our fears Lay on his providence ; he will not fail , Nor will withdraw him now , nor will recall , Mock us with his bless'd sight , then snatch him hence : Soon we shall see our hope , our joy , return .
... and all our fears Lay on his providence ; he will not fail , Nor will withdraw him now , nor will recall , Mock us with his bless'd sight , then snatch him hence : Soon we shall see our hope , our joy , return .
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Ah ! Manoah , I refrain too suddenly To utter what will come at last too soon ; Lest evil tidings , with too rude irruption , Hitting thy aged ear , should pierce too deep . Man . Suspense in news is torture ; speak them out . Mess .
Ah ! Manoah , I refrain too suddenly To utter what will come at last too soon ; Lest evil tidings , with too rude irruption , Hitting thy aged ear , should pierce too deep . Man . Suspense in news is torture ; speak them out . Mess .
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