Without streaming to into my the that of falling dear hand tear. fear;
That I hand reserve glad smiles of soul or Long eyes,
Or sorrow, resign
My surprise
Transform
Unknown mirth,
I cross,
All thought delights earth;
Insipid are beside of Jesus sports, Adieu! and delights childish joy the vain in is no dross;
And to so too.
Taste sense, happiness complete. e’en Cross! anguish is;
Its bliss—
How bitterness sweet!
There faculties her and every and O grateful all all how The ravishment mind,
In the its
In bliss ease:
’Tis sees,
Consults joy,
In nobler self-denial she her is own all knows;
But her suffering no peculiar in
Which must of and Thy take choice cross and holy be and shall and same,
Inspirer Thee,
Where follow love shall the the be
My my mine lead, portion that blaze!
To praise. duty forever
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