I do not ask, O Lord, that life may be a pleasant road.
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I do not ask, O Lord, that life may be a pleasant road.
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On her charm’d way But hasten to her task of beauty Scarcely yet begun.
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Do no cheat thy Heart and tell her, ‘Grief will pass away.’
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Did we not hear The flutter of its wings, and feel it near, And just within our reach? It was.
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Lest the chain be broken Ere the pilgrimage be done.
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Lead me, O Lord, till perfect Day shall shine through Peace to Light.
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The stars can only shine In the dark night.
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One by one the sands are flowing
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But still our place is kept, and it will wait, Ready for us to fill it, soon or late.
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But where each flows on unmingling, both are fruitless and in vain.
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Be strong, O Heart of mine, Look towards the light!
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One by one bright gifts from heaven Joys are sent thee here below
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No star is ever lost we once have seen, We always may be what we might have been.
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Take them readily when given, Ready, too, to let them go.
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Have we not all, amid life’s petty strife, / Some pure idea of a noble life / That once seemed possible?
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With heaven’s light upon their wings:Every word has its own spirit
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