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 AUTOBIOGRAPHY    57                               You are now a standard bearer On a distant mountain top, And perchance ofttimes a sharer In privation's bitter cup.

God designs to try and prove you. If you will His voice obey; Therefore from your friends who love you, You are parted far away.

You are called yourself to sever From the land where kindred dwell; But it will not be forever— Time will surely break the spell.

Here warm friends await your greeting— Noble friends of Abra'm's line: Here are gentle pulses beating In soft unison with thine.

Here are daily prayers ascending For th' appointed hour to come; When your mission nobly ending, We shall bid you "Welcome home."

Nauvoo, Jan., 1841. E. R. SNOW.