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OH, WERT THOU IN THE STORM
Oh, wert thou in the storm,
How I would shield thee!
To keep thee dry and warm
A camp I would build thee.
How I would shield thee!
To keep thee dry and warm
A camp I would build thee.
Though the clouds poured again,
Not a drop should harm thee;
The music of wind and rain
Rather should charm thee.
Not a drop should harm thee;
The music of wind and rain
Rather should charm thee.
Oh, wert thou in the storm,
A shed I would build for thee,
To keep thee dry and warm.
How I would shield thee!
A shed I would build for thee,
To keep thee dry and warm.
How I would shield thee!
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The rain should not wet thee
Nor thunderclap harm thee;
By thy side I would set me
To comfort and warm thee.
Nor thunderclap harm thee;
By thy side I would set me
To comfort and warm thee.
I would sit by thy side, love,
While the dread storm was over,
And the wings of an angel
My charmer would cover.
While the dread storm was over,
And the wings of an angel
My charmer would cover.
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