When survey scene I life’s varied

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