Your call comes like the morning breeze; You spread Your wings and cover me. Underneath Your shadow, I will hide away; There I've found Your shelter, and there I'd like to stay. Refuge,You're my refuge; When the world is shaken and nothing stands, I will hold on to Your hand, Refuge.ḍllt ạlṭryq nʿln dạymạ̉ gẖạlbyn dmwʿ ạlfrḥẗ 我们要休息 Jeg vil løfte mine hender til Deg الفترة الثامنة Akkor majd táncolva lmạ tktẖr ạldmwʿ О радуйтесь дети благого Отца ربي بافرح بيك
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