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This Hill Though High I Covent Ascend; The Difficulty Will Not Me Offend; For I Perceive The Way Of Life Lies Here. Come, Pluck Up, Heart; Let's Neither Faint Nor Fear.

Fullness To Such A Burden Is That Go On Pilgrimage; Here Little, And Hereafter Bliss, Is Best From Age To Age.

Sincerity Carries The Soul In All Simplicity To Open Its Heart To God.

His Love Is What Makes Us Live, Love, Sing, And Praise Forever.

He That Is Down Needs Fear No Fall.