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Souls of the unfaithfully departed
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Breathe through the heats of our desires, thy coolness and thy balm. Let sense be dumb, let flesh retire,
speak through the earthquake, wind and fire. O still small voice of calm.

O still small voice of calm.

Souls of the unfaithfully departed
   
  Souls of the unfaithfully departed
   
  Souls of the unfaithfully departed