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  Thy will be done! Let the seedlings of Thy laws Grow forth and bloom for ever in our hearts. We will accept and bear each heavy cross, Your mercy shall help us to carry out our parts. For we are weak; you give us strength, endurance, And lest we fall, we seek your helping hand. As through our life, so too at death’s appearance Oh comforter, we’ll do what e’er you may command.

Let the ocean toss assunder My life’s sail upon its course, Let it cringe neath storm and thunder, Whipped by elements’ blind force.

On the voyage God has charted Bravely I am sailing forth, With a fearless soul I’ve started For that distant, blissful port.

And to light the deep, dark night In the triad of their might, Rising o’er me high above Linger Faith with Hope and Love. Having spent the day in torment, I haste through the peaceful night Toward the brook, whose hillside torrent Glistens in the moon’s pale light.

Dreary, tear-stained eyes are blazing Where the foaming waters boom, While my saddened mind is gazing In that mirror of my doom.

Strange indeed! These dashing streams Yonder fall in sparkling beams, Here they turn to liquid fire As when tears blend with desire.