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SELF-COMMUNION.
How can it stand alone?
That heart so prone to overflow
E’en at the thought of other’s woe,
How will it bear its own?
How, if a sparrow’s death can wring
Such bitter tear-floods from the eye,
Will it behold the suffering
Of struggling, lost humanity?
The torturing pain, the pining grief,
The sin-degraded misery,
The anguish that defies relief?”
That heart so prone to overflow
E’en at the thought of other’s woe,
How will it bear its own?
How, if a sparrow’s death can wring
Such bitter tear-floods from the eye,
Will it behold the suffering
Of struggling, lost humanity?
The torturing pain, the pining grief,
The sin-degraded misery,
The anguish that defies relief?”
“Look back again—What dost thou see?”
