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DESPONDENCY.
Why thus cast down and grieved?
Why anxious ever?
Is boding Care believed,
And sweet Hope never?
Look, ere the day's amount
Of woes confound thee,—
Look up, sad heart, and count
Thy friends around thee.
Why anxious ever?
Is boding Care believed,
And sweet Hope never?
Look, ere the day's amount
Of woes confound thee,—
Look up, sad heart, and count
Thy friends around thee.
Stars, which the Day conceals,
Shine on unheeded;
'Tis only Night reveals
How much they're needed!
Is there no heavenly fount
Whose dews have found thee?
Look up, sad heart, and count
God's blessings round thee.
Shine on unheeded;
'Tis only Night reveals
How much they're needed!
Is there no heavenly fount
Whose dews have found thee?
Look up, sad heart, and count
God's blessings round thee.
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