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And here again, while Autumn winds
Disrobe the beauteous greenwood tree,
And clouds obscure that scene afar,
I stray alone, and think of thee,
      Beneath our own dear tree!


OH, LONG A DARK AND THORNY ROAD.
Oh, long a dark and thorny road
I travell'd ere I found true peace;
I thought my heart's desire was good,
And yet my care could never cease.

The heart will lead us still astray;
Each righteous wish is from above;
And thus I heavy trod the way
That else were joy and peace and love.

No more I rest on earthly stay,
No more I trust my feeble powers:
Christ is the true and living way;
Vain is the righteousness of ours.

While thee I seek, my Heavenly King,
Earth fades, nor can allure me more:
Thy mercy I will ever sing,
Thy goodness I will still adore.