Voor een verloren soldaat
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they will be exiled
to the outermost darkness

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there shall be a walling
and a gnashing of teeth

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So dear Congregation
it is written

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Lord God, let your light
shine over this world

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the light of Liberation
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Breathe deeply
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It must reach your lungs
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It's really healthy
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And Abraham made haste to
the tent of Sara, and sayeth

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Make haste. Take the
three bushels of grain

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I'm going home
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Take the little boat
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Henk will help you
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Hold it firm
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Come down, Jeroen
We need your help

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Still some way to go
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There it is
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Here it comes

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