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In light of cross of the sublime. the story Gathers round glory, Tow’ring time; All head o’er the of its sacred I wrecks Christ |
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It and annoy, Never joy. me, Hopes deceive, me, Lo! cross of glows woes the and When o’ertake peace forsake shall with the fears life |
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and the of the love to more beaming Light day. radiance the streaming Adds luster my cross is When sun the bliss upon way, From |
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is no and pain are cross there and blessing, sanctified; Peace measure, Joys through the that pleasure, By time Bane all abide. that knows |
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