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138 MY PSALM. John Greenleaf Whittier.

Allegretto.

1. I mourn no more my van - ished years: Be - neath a ten - der

2. The airs of spring may nev - er play A - mong the ripen-ing

3. All as God wills, who wise-ly heeds To give or to with-

4. That care and tri - al seem at last, Thro' mem - 'ry's sun - set

rain, An A - pril rain of smiles and tears. My

corn, Nor fresh - ness of the flowers of May Blow And know - eth more of all my needs Than

air. Like moun - tain - ran - ges o - ver - past,

heart is young a - gain, The west - winds blow, and,

through the au - tumn morn; Yet shall the blue - eyed

all my prayers have told I E - nough that bless - ings

pur - ple dis - tance fair;mdash; And so the shad - ows

sing - ing low, I hear the glad streams run; The

gen - tian look Thro' fring - ed lids to heaven. And

de - served Have marked my err - ing track;&mdash; That

fall a - part. And so the west - winds play: And