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Now rest, my long-divided heart, |
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High heaven, that heard the solemn vow, |
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Fixed on this blissful centre, rest; |
That vow renewed shall daily hear, |
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Nor ever from thy Lord depart, |
Till in life's latest hour I bow, |
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With Him of every good possessed. |
And bless in death a bond so dear. |
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