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The Promise
The words I give thee they are not thine ownGive them as freely as to thee they're given
And thou shalt reap the grain thy hands have sown
When thou hast reached in peace the opening heaven
Come I will give thee kindred friends and wife
Such as no earthly lot can have in store
Thou shalt receive them for eternal life
And earth shall yield her many myriads more
My mansion is prepared come enter in
Put on the wedding dress and you shall be
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Henceforth to walk from bondage ever free
In the last day I come it cometh soon
Be wise thy morning hour shall reach its noon.
Poem No. 603; fall 1838–summer 1839
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