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392 Solitude New

My refuge is the God of love;
My foes insult and cry,
Fly like a tim'rous, trembling dove,
To distant mountains fly?

Since I have placed my trust in God,
A refuge always nigh,
Why should I, like a tim'rous bird,
To distant mountains fly? 

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