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| It is vain for you to rise up early, to sit up late, to eat the bread of sorrows: for so He giveth His beloved sleep. (Psa. 127:2) |
| When thou liest down, thou shalt not be afraid: yea, thou shalt lie down, and thy sleep shall be sweet. (Prov. 3:24) |
| There is no sorrow that He will not share, No cross, no burden, for our hearts to bear Without His help, no care of ours too small To cast on Jesus: let us tell Him all — Lay at His feet the story of our woes, And in His sympathy find sweet repose. |
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