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Death came with ƒpeed and ƒeized me
whilƒt I in trouble lay;
And with his dart did pierce my heart
And took my life away.
Angels immeadiatly came down
with power from on high
To guard my ƒpirit ƒafely home
above the ƒtarry ƒky
And now my ƒoul with angels fit
Amongƒt the heavenly choir
My walk and talk with Jesus is
which was my ƒouls deƒire.
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