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But oars alone can ne’er prevail To reach the distant coast; The breath of Heaven must swell the sail, Or all the toil is lost.

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Absence of occupation is not rest.
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The bud may have a bitter taste, But sweet will be the flow’r. Blind unbelief is sure to err And scan His work in vain; God is His own interpreter, And He will make it plain.
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Time, as he passes us, has a dove’s wing, Unsoil’d, and swift, and of a silken sound.
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Maintains its hold with such unfailing sway, We feel it e’en in age, and at our latest day.
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