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    "text": "My Mother! With the angels now,",
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   {
    "text": "Life’s race completely run;",
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   {
    "text": "The Pilgrim’s cross is laid aside,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "The Christian’s crown is won.",
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   {
    "text": "Full two-score years has thy frail bark",
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   {
    "text": "Relentlessly been driven,",
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    "text": "Along the rugged shoals of time⁠—",
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    "text": "Now safely moored in heaven.",
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   {
    "text": "Some vision bright of Eden’s land⁠—",
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   {
    "text": "Some glimpse from Nebo’s crest⁠—",
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    "text": "So ravished thy enraptured soul,",
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    "text": "Then panting for its rest,",
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    "text": "That when the City bathed in gold",
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    "text": "Full burst upon your sight,",
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    "text": "You would not tarry with us more;",
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    "text": "Your spirit took its flight.",
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    "text": "My Mother, when life’s sands run low,",
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    "text": "In love, in kindness come,",
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    "text": "And take the spirit of thy child,",
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    "text": "And bid her “welcome home.”",
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