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402t Olive Leaf


Oh cease, my wand'ring soul,
On restless wings to roam,
All this wide world, from either pole,
Has not for thee a home.

Behold the ark of God!
Behold the open door!
Oh, haste to gain that dear abode,
And roam, my soul, no more.

There safe shalt thou abide,
There sweet shall be thy rest,
And ev'ry longing satisfied,
With full salvation blest.

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