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Blessed are they that mourn: for they shall be comforted.
How hard the truth of words like these to feel,To realize a promise such as this!
Yet have they balm the heart's deep wounds to heal,
That mourns the loss of friends, and earthly bliss.
For they were spoke by him, who knew our lot,
A sorrowing man, who felt, and shared our grief;
Who ne'er the lowliest sufferer forgot,
To whom his mighty power could bring relief.
Still, from on high, the Comforter he sends,
That fills with joy and peace the lonely heart;
As once he gave unto his dearest friends,
That should abide with them, and ne'er depart.
Oh that earth's sorrowing children all might know
The Heavenly Gift the Savior doth bestow!
Poem No. 187; c. 12 December 1873
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