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[Who murmur in the wilderness]
Our soul loatheth this light [Heb. vile] bread.
—xxi. 5.
Who murmur in the wilderness
By daily wonders fed,
May loathe the comforts of Thy grace
As despicable bread:
But nourish'd still with fresh supplies
Of blessings from above,
The more we taste, the more we prize
The manna of Thy love.
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