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“There everlasting spring abides,
And never-withering flowers.
Death, like a narrow sea, divides
This heavenly land from ours.
And never-withering flowers.
Death, like a narrow sea, divides
This heavenly land from ours.
“Sweet fields beyond the swelling flood
Stand dressed in living green;
So to the Jews old Canaan stood,
While Jordan rolled between.”
Stand dressed in living green;
So to the Jews old Canaan stood,
While Jordan rolled between.”
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