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Text: | He that [who] goeth forth with weeping, Bearing [sowing] precious seed in love |
Author: | Thomas Hastings |
Text: | Vain were all our toil and labor |
Author: | Henry F. Lyte |
Text: | Like the eagle, upward, onward |
Author: | Horatius Bonar |
Text: | Pilgrims in this vale of sorrow |
Author: | Thomas Hastings |