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He loves when some clear soaring mind
Is drawn by mutual piety To simple souls and unrefined,
Who in life's shadiest covert lie.
Or if perchance a saddened heart
That once was gay and felt the spring, Cons slowly o'er its altered part,
In sorrow and remorse to sing,
Thy gracious care will send that way
Some spirit full of glee, yet taught To bear the sight of dull decay,
And nurse it with all pitying thought;
Cheerful as soaring lark, and mild
As evening blackbird's full-toned lay, When the relenting sun has smiled
Bright through a whole December day.
These are the tones to brace and cheer
The lonely watcher of the fold,
When visions fade and hearts grow cold.
How timely then a comrade's song
Comes floating on the mountain air, And bids thee yet be bold and strong, – Fancy may die, but Faith is there.
ATHER, gracious Father, hear
Build us in one body up,
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