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LOCH TEACHUS,
BY LOCH SUNART.
A loch, within a loch, girdled all roundWith lofty mountain and with wooded hill,
Spreads out its silvery waters, lone and still,
Embosomed in tranquillity profound.
Only each day, with a soft lulling sound
The mighty tides this rocky basin fill,
And from the grassy uplands many a rill
Brings its fresh tribute with a gladsome bound.
Bright image of a consecrated soul,
Reposing in the arms of Heavenly Love;
Into its depths what tides of blessing roll,
What streams of comfort cheer it from above:
While Truth and Faithfulness on either hand,
Like the eternal hills, serenely stand.
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