 | The Comrades |  |
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Rocks of Offence
Life's ways are rough. Lord, help my willTo hallow every obstacle
With sacrifice and praise;
Even as the heathen Cingalese,
Who in each stone an altar sees,
On each a blossom lays.
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To hallow every obstacle
With sacrifice and praise;
Even as the heathen Cingalese,
Who in each stone an altar sees,
On each a blossom lays.