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"THEY WHO SEEK ME EARLY, SHALL FIND ME."
Come unto me in life's fair spring,
Ere sorrow on your spirit preys;
To me your young affections bring,
And give to me your brightest days.
Ere sorrow on your spirit preys;
To me your young affections bring,
And give to me your brightest days.
Come unto me, when care and grief
Have touched that pure and happy heart;
My counsel can afford relief,
My words alone can peace impart.
Have touched that pure and happy heart;
My counsel can afford relief,
My words alone can peace impart.
Come unto me and tread the way,
The only way to mortals given,
That leads to an eternal day,
That brings you to the promised heaven.
The only way to mortals given,
That leads to an eternal day,
That brings you to the promised heaven.
Come unto me; no earthly tongue
Can tell the joys that with me dwell;
Come, join the strain by seraphs sung,
Who here the song of triumph swell.
Can tell the joys that with me dwell;
Come, join the strain by seraphs sung,
Who here the song of triumph swell.
Come unto me; for you that strain
In realms of light to God shall rise,
In joy that freed from sin and pain,
Your spirit enters Paradise.
In realms of light to God shall rise,
In joy that freed from sin and pain,
Your spirit enters Paradise.
Come unto me; for you in heaven
Remains a pure, eternal day:—
The perfect rest to virtue given,
The crown "that fadeth not away."
Remains a pure, eternal day:—
The perfect rest to virtue given,
The crown "that fadeth not away."
