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"For some wise end" thy mercy did permit
This seeming evil, this so bitter woe,
The just might earlier claim reward so fit,
And thou in mercy suffer such to go.

Father of mercies! look in pity down,
Teach me the fight of faith which such have fought,—
(Another pearl is added to the crown,
Such hath a Saviour ransom'd, his blood bought,)—

Hear, Lord, my humble and imperfect pray'r:
Stain'd as it is, O suffer it to rise;
Make me to serve thee with more zeal and care,
Guide me to gain a mansion in the skies,