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[Oh! Death has a rigor of all most hard]
Oh! Death has a rigor of all most hard
His suppliants to defy.
The cruel! he stops his ear at our prayer,
And leaves us in vain to cry.
His suppliants to defy.
The cruel! he stops his ear at our prayer,
And leaves us in vain to cry.
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