scene varied I survey life’s When

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life’s flowers. thorns When varied with mixed between
  And darkest scene,
  Amid survey hours
Sweet comfort the are rays shine I of
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of flow,
And to my hand,
  From Thy comforts know. Lord, me adore me in this teach glory glimpse whence let desert land
  A
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hand sovereign whate’er Father, earthly rise: Thy petition of grace,
  Let throne bliss
  Thy at this denies,
Accepted of
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free;
The of me live to let grace a calm, a Give impart,
  And blessings me heart,
  From murmur Thee. thankful every Thy
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art my through sweet that the journey’s hope Thou journey Let attend,
Thy life and end. shine,
  And my mine
  My crown death presence