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And, yet again, a thought;
 Though dim should be the way,
Of cloud a pillar wrought
 Will lead us, day by day;
Though dark should be the night,
 A fiery pillar's glow
May be a beacon-light,
 As forward we shall go.

Once more a blessèd thought
 Will us from fear release;
He who our ransom bought
 Bestows the gift of Peace:
"My peace to you I leave;
 Not as the world I give;
I bid you not to grieve,
 With me, you all shall live."

And then, a crowning thought,
 Of Life both rich and free;
If at the Fountain sought,
 'Tis ours eternally;
With rest, strength, peace, and light,
 From Christ our all-in-all,
Oh, may we valiant fight,
 And ever heed His call.

PERPLEXING PATHS

Too prone am I the distant scene,
With all-perplexing paths between,
To view with trembling and with fear,
Forgetting thou art ever near;

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