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36

Be Constant in Duty.

(Tuesday morn.)

The sun goeth down,
But we feel no sorrow;
We know he will rise
As brightly to-morrow—
Why thus can we rest,
When in darkness he leaves us,
And trust to his coming?
—He never deceives us—
Never, no, never.
A lesson we read,
In brightness and beauty,
By God's finger written,
“Be constant in duty”—
And, graved on my heart,
This lesson, to guide me,
Shall ne'er be forgotten,
Whatever betide me.
Never, no, never.