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Show Hymn For Summer's bloom and Antuma'a blight, For bending wheat and blasted maize, For health and sickness, Lord of a J,,gk, And Lord of darkness, bear out praJiat Wa trace to Then oar Joys and woes To Thee, of cause atHI the came We thank Thee that Thy band bestows) be-stows) We bless Thee that Tky lore witfc. drawi. Wn brlns; bo sorrows to Thy throaoi Wo come to Thee with bo cen-plainti cen-plainti In PnjTldenco Thy will 1. done, And that ! tacred to the faint. Here, on this blest Tbanktglvia Night, We raise to Thee eur graUfni voice FrA ,Ut. Tnou doe,' Lod ril And, thin belteying, we rejoice. -From "Bitter-Sweet," by J. C Holland. |