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'Tis the Rudder which keepes our soules steady, in aquis multis, when crosse winds, and the billowes of persecution beat vpon vs. 'Tis the Compasse by which wee saile, when all is clouded, no Starre of comfort shining out vnto vs, this holds vs in the right course till we againe discouer mercy. |
It's the Rudder which keeps our Souls steady, in aquis multis, when cross winds, and the billows of persecution beatrice upon us It's the Compass by which we sail, when all is clouded, no Star of Comfort shining out unto us, this holds us in the right course till we again discover mercy. |
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