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300t Harmony Grove




There is a land of pure delight
Where saints immortal reign;
Infinite day excludes the night,
And pleasures banish pain.

But timrous mortals start and shrink,
To cross the narrow sea;
And linger, shivring on the brink,
And fear to launch away.


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