Voice of the heart; a wife's love-offering . That all our jleps may thither tend, My orijbns to One Jhall rije,Whoje grace our vagrant wills can bend To hopes above theje Jtormy Jkies. The thought is wild, that we may partTo meet no more on Times dim verge ; Then, Lord of mercy, guide our paths,That one, in Thee, at lajl they merge ! But if our pilgrim jlcps might blendIn Jbrrow, hope, and thankful joy. Then, Lord of glory, dwell with grant us peace without alloy !.

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