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Job xxviii.28 Be it my only wisdom here To serve the Lord with filial fear, With loving gratitude; Superior sense may I display, By shunning every evil way, And walking in the good. O may I still from sin depart!. A wise and understanding heart, Jesus, to me be given; And let me through thy Spirit know To glorify my God below, And find my way to heaven.
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