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Hymn for the children of an Orphan Asylum.
Not for our infant homes we pine,
Nor mourn a parent's care,
Adopted thus by christian love,
And nurtur'd as we are;
Instructed from the ways of sin
To turn with cautious feet,
And taught how truth and goodness make
A lot of labor sweet.
Nor mourn a parent's care,
Adopted thus by christian love,
And nurtur'd as we are;
Instructed from the ways of sin
To turn with cautious feet,
And taught how truth and goodness make
A lot of labor sweet.
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Hail, bounteous friends! who kindly guide
Our steps in paths of peace,
Ye ne'er shall be by us forgot
Till life and memory cease;
But daily, when we kneel in prayer
We'll ask of Him above,
To shed his blessing on your souls
For all your deeds of love.
Our steps in paths of peace,
Ye ne'er shall be by us forgot
Till life and memory cease;
But daily, when we kneel in prayer
We'll ask of Him above,
To shed his blessing on your souls
For all your deeds of love.
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