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– Let down the Bars, Oh Death : Shake off the restraints, Oh Death
– Let down the Bars, Oh Death : Shut the gate, Oh Death
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– Let down the Bars, Oh Death : Bring oblivion, Oh ‘Death’
– The tired flocks come in : The tired flocks come willingly in your realm
– Whose … repeat : Whose whining dies away
– Whose wandering is done : Whose ways are no longer their own
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– Whose wandering is done : whose iniquity is done
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– Thine is the stillest night : Your night leaves one silent as the grave
– Thine the securest Fold : From your cage is no escape
– Too near … seeking Thee : You are too close to qualify as a partner
– Too tender, to be told : Your tenderness is out of bounds, it has to be said
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