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 A-sleep, a - wake, by night or day The friends I seek are seek-ing

me; No wind can drive my bark a - way, Nor change the tide of des - ti -

ny. What mat-ter if I stand a-lone? I wait with joy the com-ing

years; My heart shall reap where it has sown, And gath-er up its fruits of