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AND is there in God's world so drear a place
And wilt Thou hear the fever'd heart
Angel of wrath! why linger in mid air
As rays around the source of light
At length the worst is o'er, and Thou art laid
Awake—again the Gospel-trump is blown

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Father to me Thou art and Mother dear
Fill high the bowl, and spice it well, and pour
First Father of the holy seed
Foe of mankind! too bold thy race

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Go not away, thou weary soul

and watch the new-born rill

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Not till the freezing blast is still
Now is there solemn pause in earth and heaven

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O for a sculptor's hand
O God of mercy, God of might
O hateful spell of Sin! when friends are nigh
O holy mountain of my God
O Lord my God, do Thou thy holy will
O Youth and Joy, your airy tread
Of the bright things in earth and air
Oh! day of days! shall hearts set free
Oh say not, dream not, heavenly notes
Oh thou who deign’st to sympathize
Oh! who shall dare in this frail scene
On Sinai's top, in prayer and trance

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Ten cleans'd, and only one remain
'Tis gone, that bright and orbed blaze
'Tis true, of old th' unchanging sun
The bright hair’d morn is glowing
The clouds that wrap the setting sun
The Earth that in her genial breast
The heart of childhood is all mirth
Th’ historic Muse, from age to age
The livelong night we've toil'd in vain
The midday sun, with fiercest glare
The morning mist is clear'd away
The prayers are o'er; why slumberest thou so long
The shadow of th' Almighty's cloud
The Son of God in doing good
The world's a room of sickness, where each heart
The year begins with Thee

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Wake, arm divine! awake
We were not by when Jesus came
Well may I guess and feel
What liberty so glad and gay
What sudden blaze of song
What went ye out to see
When bitter thoughts of conscience born
When brothers part for manhood's race
When God of old came down from Heaven
When Nature tries her finest touch
When Persecution's torrent blaze
Where is it, mothers learn their love
Where is the land with milk and honey flowing
Where is thy favour'd haunt, eternal Voice
Who is God's chosen priest
Who says, the wan autumnal sun
Why blow'st thou not, thou wintry wind

my Saviour weep
Why should we faint, and fear to live alone
With God indeed with fragments bear
Wish not, dear friends, my pain away

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