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upon whom dos not his light arise?
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To share the only cloudless day,
And win the only fadeless crown,—

Not to the dreams of dark despair,
Be all thy weary moments given:
Breathe forth thy soul in grateful prayer,
And patient wait the light from heaven.

Darkness and clouds are o'er the way,
That leads us to our heavenly rest;
But faith can view the beaming ray,
That gilds the regions of the blest.

Turn to that rest thy tearful eye,
And God's own hand thy steps shall guide,
Till thou shalt see his mansions nigh,
And stand his glorious throne beside.