survey I scene When life’s varied

E682
1
thorns of are mixed shine the survey darkest rays comfort flowers. scene,
  Amid hours
Sweet between
  And with life’s I varied When
2
me land
  A comforts flow,
And to desert me know. teach Lord, hand,
  From glimpse in Thy this my glory of adore whence let
3
sovereign of petition denies,
Accepted grace,
  Let Father, throne at hand rise: of earthly Thy this bliss
  Thy whate’er
4
thankful every a blessings to murmur me Thy impart,
  And Thee. live Give let calm, grace a of free;
The me heart,
  From
5
through my Thou presence shine,
  And death crown and life the hope my art Let attend,
Thy end. journey journey’s mine
  My that sweet