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PELICAN ON THE SEA OF GALILEE.
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Oh, when each earthly hope and fear,
Each fleeting loss, each fancied gain,
Shall to our death-dimm'd sight appear
Like the lost cities of the plain,
Each fleeting loss, each fancied gain,
Shall to our death-dimm'd sight appear
Like the lost cities of the plain,
Then may the soul, enslaved no more,
Launch calmly on salvation's sea,
And part from time's receding shore,
Lone, peaceful pelican! like thee.
Launch calmly on salvation's sea,
And part from time's receding shore,
Lone, peaceful pelican! like thee.
