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very happy at the thought of so soon
being in the presence of her blessed
Savior and begged them to sing.
"Arise my soul, stretch every [?]
Blessed are the dead who die in
the Lord. Yea saith the spirit for
they do rest from their labour and
their works do follow them.
Oh! Lord let me live the life of the
righteous and let my last end be like
theirs.
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