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For Him whom weeping Mary sought
And found an empty tomb;
Still in our hearts the plants of love
A living stream should share,
Which flowing from his Holy Word
Shall keep them fresh and fair.
The Last Day in the Year.
Oh Thou, who dwellest in the heavens,
Whom angels love and fear,
Who giv'st us in thy tender love
To close another year,—
Did'st for our many daily wants
Untiringly provide,
And grant us friends and parents dear
Our thoughtless steps to guide,—
