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Always Happy.

(Thursday morn.)

“Always happy”—can we say
This will be a happy day,
Now but begun?
Dangers may our path surround,
Sickness seize, and sorrows wound,
Ere set of sun!
Dangers, sorrows, sickness, all
That the human race befal,
Need not alarm;
Blessings spring from grief's dark hours,
As sweet incense from the flowers,
Bowed by the storm.
Be our feelings calm and kind,
Hearts to duty's task inclined,
Thoughts free from ill;
Then in hope's glad tones we'll say,
“This will be a happy day—
Surely it will!”