When I survey life’s varied scene

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