HYMNS FOR CHILDHOOD.
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Be near, thro' life and death,
As in that holiest night
Of Hope, and Joy, and Faith,
O clear and shining light!
O star which led to Him, whose love
Brought down man's ransom free;
Where art thou?—'Midst the hosts above,
May we still gaze on thee?—
In heaven thou art not set,
Thy rays earth might not dim—
Send them to guide us yet!
O star which led to Him!
