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TELL JESUS.
To Mib, with Birthday Wishes:
Thirty years, yes, thirty years,
Filled with sunshine, shade and tears.
Do not brood o'er prospects drear;
Of your trials, doubts and fears,
Tell Jesus.
Filled with sunshine, shade and tears.
Do not brood o'er prospects drear;
Of your trials, doubts and fears,
Tell Jesus.
All along the way of life,
With its care and worry rife,
Do your duty little wife.
Of the struggle and the strife,—
Tell Jesus.
With its care and worry rife,
Do your duty little wife.
Of the struggle and the strife,—
Tell Jesus.
To a purpose ever bend;
Less of self my esteemed friend!
Ask Him; He the strength will send.
For His friendship to the end,
Thank Jesus.
Less of self my esteemed friend!
Ask Him; He the strength will send.
For His friendship to the end,
Thank Jesus.
April 9, 1885.
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