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THE DIVINE PURPOSE.
But Thou, O Saviour pitiful,
Who seest us so blind and dull,
Constrainest us with mercies still
To seek alone Thy Holy Will.

Oh, soon or late how sweet to learn
It is that Will for which we yearn,
When yielding to its sway Divine
We have no wish apart from Thine!