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