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OH, BLEST THE HOME. |
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OH, BLEST THE HOME.
Oh, blest the Home where Love is known,
And early feelings alter not,
Where Friendship's power makes glad each hour,
And truth and kindness falter not!
Where self-control still guards the whole
Unchanged, whatever ills betide;
Oh, though bereft—whilst Home is left—
'Tis worth all other wealth beside!
And early feelings alter not,
Where Friendship's power makes glad each hour,
And truth and kindness falter not!
Where self-control still guards the whole
Unchanged, whatever ills betide;
Oh, though bereft—whilst Home is left—
'Tis worth all other wealth beside!
Whilst there we meet, e'en care is sweet;
For sorrow binds us nearer yet!
No cold reply whilst Love sits by,
No,—grieving hearts grow dearer yet!—
And blest the tears Affection cheers;—
We ne'er should know how loved we were,
If Life had not some change of lot,
Some woe for Love to soothe and share.
For sorrow binds us nearer yet!
No cold reply whilst Love sits by,
No,—grieving hearts grow dearer yet!—
And blest the tears Affection cheers;—
We ne'er should know how loved we were,
If Life had not some change of lot,
Some woe for Love to soothe and share.
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