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[Called?] from above, I rise
And wash away my sins
The strea to which my [sp] [Page is torn]
Can make the foulest [cle?] [Page is torn]
It runs divinely clear
A fountain deep and wide
Twas open by the soldier [Page is torn]
In my Redeemers side
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Stop travller as you pass by
As you are now so once was I
As I am now Soon you must be
Prepare yourselves to follow me

Cintha.I. Morgan.19.

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