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POEMS.
With heartfelt sigh I'll stay at home,
And for the young folks pray
That they may now enjoy their lives,
For youth will soon pass away.

However, I will not murmur,
For it is the will of God
That I should feel thus lonely,
And I bow beneath His rod.



A PRAYER ON THANKSGIVING DAY.


Oh, give me strength. Father, I pray,
To see my path in this dark day!
Oh, give me wings, and let me fly
To the bright realms beyond the sky.

This earthly life is so one and drear
That death to me would sweet appear.
I pray that God who rules on high
May take me home when I shall die.

Gladly from this world I'll flee,
Feeling a perfect trust in Thee,
Almighty ruler, God of love,
Take me home to Heaven above.