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220 FABER'S HYMNS.
And we know, when our hearts the most bitterly swell Not the less was it love for being judgment as well |
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Thy knowledge of us makes Thy pity more deep; Our knowledge of Thee bids us trust while we weep: For it is when we weep we are often most still; They who mourn most keep often most close to Thy will.
Thou wert always our Father! Each sun that arose Has done nothing through life but fresh mercies disÂclose ; But we feel, while the joy of our life is laid low, Thou hast ne'er been so tender a Father as now. |
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