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256.
[Father, how wide Thy glories shine]
The very hairs of your head are all numbered.
—x. 30.
Father, how wide Thy glories shine,
God of the universe, and mine!
Thy goodness watches o'er the whole,
As all mankind were but one soul,
Yet keeps my every sacred hair,
As I remain'd Thy single care.
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