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| The joy of our heart is ceased; our dance is turned into mourning. (Lam. 5:15) |
| Thou hast turned for me my mourning into dancing: Thou hast put off my sackcloth, and girded me with gladness. (Psa. 30:11) |
| How sweet the name of Jesus sounds In a believer’s ear! It soothes his sorrows, heals his wounds, And drives away his fear. |
| It makes the wounded spirit whole; It calms the troubled breast; ’Tis manna to the hungry soul, And to the weary rest. |
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