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Text: | The billows swell, the winds are high |
Author: | Cowper |
Text: | While to its grief my soul gave way |
Author: | Newton |
Text: | Thy will be done! I will not fear |
Author: | J. Roscoe |
Text: | If life in sorrow must be spent |
Author: | Madame Guion |
Text: | My heart lies dead; and no increase |
Author: | Herbert |