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And still she stands beside thee, when
 The shadowy eve has come,
And earnestly she pleadeth then
 For her once happy home.
That thou wilt cheer those orphan hearts,
 And teach the way to heaven,
So that, when earthly hope departs,
 Some heavenly strength be given.

O! many a weary sun will rise,
 And weary sun will set,
Ere thou canst knit the broken ties
 That once in gladness met.
And jealous hearts, perchance, will deem
 Thy path too bright with flowers,
And strive to intercept the beam
 That gilds thy happier hours.

But still despair not! with the morn
 The darkness disappears;
And hope of stem affliction born,
 A glorious halo wears;
Lift up thy prayerful heart on high,
 And all the ills, that seem
To press thee to the earth, will fly
 Even as a noonday dream.