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GOLDEN WEDDINGS
In Heaven, methinks, there rings the chime
Of golden weddings all the time.
There Faith and dear Experience meet,
There Youth retains its fancy fleet,
While no sad frailty brings divorce
'Twixt purpose high and helpful force.
Of golden weddings all the time.
There Faith and dear Experience meet,
There Youth retains its fancy fleet,
While no sad frailty brings divorce
'Twixt purpose high and helpful force.
There in God's keeping we shall find
The generations left behind:
There, in our turn, shall we await
Our own Descendants' furthest fate,
Fed all at one ancestral board,
All, children of one loving Lord.
The generations left behind:
There, in our turn, shall we await
Our own Descendants' furthest fate,
Fed all at one ancestral board,
All, children of one loving Lord.
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