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Show Loaalag All Will, Thaa. Lord, with Tliaa no ktav eaeh thing, All our heavy weight ef sorrow i All our griefs to The we toting, And the lira.! of eorslrx marrow. All bellevlnr Never ails-tag Them wtlh Thee dear Maaier leaving. With a trust In The eompttte, Laying all al Thy dear fiat. Tea to Thee we Hire them all Life a aweel xlfts ef Joy aaJ vltaaure. (taw haters TIim lxM fall. I ourlng out our Iwsrt beat treaauit) To Thy keeping Not with WMiKna Tor Thy ears doth know no slapping, All that wo have deeply prlaad With afrtetlen undlserelaeu. All our heavy lead of patn To Thee, Mailer are w brlaalng) Toll that seemed hut Idle vain. Troubles small sml ! ss stinging, Lnlr ary Had and dreary Mourning ever ivial days cheery Mem rfea over wnieh w wept, fiothlng new from The Is kept- Oh foralve us far tho paat I All our felly all our alnntng! In iho ears whose mem Mae lait. Help us make a new tai'inta,-Theuih tai'inta,-Theuih day wanetb, HUH Ood relinelh And thy mighty arm suatalnelh Hope ami fears wo leave for aye With Thee, and for aid w play. Oh, bo patient! W e are weak Human foolish oft inlilaVenl To our hearla new eeuraxo apeak. In our souls new life awaken) Thou moat Holy Kneel wo lowly. Akd ws pray Thro pardon wholly W are llaienlng for Thy voice Itay It make our hearts rejoleal -C Loulae Hell In New York Observer |
