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My old person has been nullified

A little bird I am

Soon our Lord will come, the day is drawing nigh

Some day the silver cord will break

Oh, safe to the Rock that is higher than I

Hark! ten thousand voices crying

Lord, New Jerusalem You’re building

He shall reign o’er all the earth

Fear not, little flock, from the cross to the throne

Jesus, Thou alone art worthy