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| High aside the oaken tree, I am closer, Lord, to thee. Thou hast bid me shed a tear For the ones who suffer here. Whether it's in pain or grief, Help them, Lord, to find relief. I must keep an open ear To perceive the voices clear And to show by what I do That I have compassion true. I am high and unafraid, Meditating in the shade. | ||
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