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242 Thou sky-born soul, for whom the Christ of God Bowed to be crucified?"                                          So when I saw, Or dreamed I saw, that even in Heaven might dwell Reproof and penitence, I prayed to look Ever upon that flood of light which gilds Each morning with its mercy; and whose beams Are brightened every moment, and to bear God's discipline with gladness, that no tear For trials lost, be shed beyond the grave.