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Amidst a world of hopes and fears,
A wild of cares, and toils, and tears,
Where foes alarm and dangers threat,
And pleasures kill, and glories cheat:
Shed down, O Lord! a heavenly ray
To guide me in the doubtful way;
And o’er me hold thy shield of power,
To guard me in the dangerous hour.
Teach me the flattering paths to shun,
In which the thoughtless many run,
Who for a shade the substance miss,
And grasp their ruin in their bliss.
May never pleasure, wealth or pride,
Allure my wandering soul aside;
But through this maze of mortal ill,
Safe lead me to thy heavenly kill.
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8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
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| 1851 | # 310 |
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