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VINES form a cool, refreshing shade, And grapes are fine and fair, Hanging in purple clusters—O, They look so rich and rare! Our Saviour saith, "I am a vine, My branches shall ye be; I will abide with you in love, If ye abide in me." |
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WOLVES are both fierce and cruel beasts, And feed on little lambs, If they perchance do stray away From the kind shepherd's hands. We are the lambs of Jesus' fold; O, may we never stray From our good Shepherd, lest we lose The straight and narrow way. |
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XEBECS are ships with three small masts, And light and fast they sail, But cannot stand a boisterous storm, Or weather a rude gale. This life is like a wide-spread sea; And, guided by the hand Of Him who made us, we sail on To reach a heavenly land. |