| Oh, my loving mother, when the world’s on fire
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| Don’t you want God’s bosom to be your pillow
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| Tide me over in the Rock of Ages
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| Rock of Ages cleft for me
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| I’m going to heaven when the world’s on fire
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| And I want God’s bosom to be my pillow
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| Tide me over in the Rock of Ages
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| Rock of Ages cleft for me
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| Oh, my loving brother, when the world’s on fire
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| Don’t you want God’s bosom to be your pillow
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| Tide me over in the Rock of Ages
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| Rock of Ages cleft for me
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| Oh, my loving sinner, when the world’s on fire
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| Don’t you want God’s bosom to be your pillow
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| Tide me over in the Rock of Ages
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| Rock of Ages cleft for me
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| Don’t you want to go to heaven when the world’s on fire
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| Don’t you want God’s bosom to be your pillow
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| Tide me over in the Rock of Ages
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| Rock of Ages cleft for me |