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WATCH AND WAIT.
Be this thy motto—watch and wait—
These words are armed with power;
They nerve the soul with calm resolve
To meet misfortune's hour.
        Watch and wait.

In faith the precious seed consign
To its dark grave, the soil;
Then watch and wait—the springing germ
Will well reward thy toil.
        Watch and wait.

Should sickness to thy dwelling come,
That pale, mysterious guest;
And bear thy darlings, one by one
To dreamless churchyard rest.
        Watch and wait.

Who reads the scroll of future years
Shall own the record shows
That death but snatched the friends we mourned
From deep, o'ershadowing woes.
        Watch and wait.