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LIFE'S BLESSINGS.
Always her bright hand uplifted
Point us to the world above,
Where no troubles will assail us,
Where a Father, "God is love."
Point us to the world above,
Where no troubles will assail us,
Where a Father, "God is love."
By their side, benignant, holy,
Standeth Charity the fair,
Folding to her pitying bosom,
Many a wayward child of care.
Thus, amidst the cares and trials
Met with as we sail life's sea,
We're not utterly forsaken,
God hath given us blessings three.
Standeth Charity the fair,
Folding to her pitying bosom,
Many a wayward child of care.
Thus, amidst the cares and trials
Met with as we sail life's sea,
We're not utterly forsaken,
God hath given us blessings three.
