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XV.
Precious in the sight of the Lord is the death of His saints.’—
Ps. cxvi. 15.
Ps. cxvi. 15.
Precious, precious to Jehovah is His children's holy sleep;
He is with them in the passing through the waters cold and deep;
Everlasting love enfolds them softly, safely to His breast,
Everlasting love receives them to His glory and His rest.
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