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Thy parents' arms now yield thee,
With love all glowing warm,
To Him who best can shield thee,
To that Eternal Arm
That all the heavens upholdeth,
And bids the dead arise,
That tender babes enfoldeth
And leads them toward the skies.
Wash'd in the blood that gushes
From out His wounded heart,
Wrapp'd in the peace that hushes
All earthly grief and smart,
Go forth upon thy journey,
Grow up in strength and age,
And seek with joy and wisdom
Thy holy heritage.
Oh sweet will sound the voices
That hail thee from above,
Where heaven's bright host rejoices
Before the Eternal Love;
"Now canst thou wander never,
Now past is all thy strife,
Oh bless the hour for ever
That call'd thee into life."
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Meter:
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7 6 7 6 D
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Dates:
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1863
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