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RACHEL, AN INFANT.
Life lies before thee—is it friend or foe?
God gave us life, and God made all things well;
Yet for the sin and shame our own lives show,
What can we answer, save—We cannot tell!
God gave us life, and God made all things well;
Yet for the sin and shame our own lives show,
What can we answer, save—We cannot tell!
Death lies before thee—is it friend or foe?
As foe men fear it; yet if death comes well
To many a sufferer in this world of woe,
What shall we answer, save—We cannot tell!
As foe men fear it; yet if death comes well
To many a sufferer in this world of woe,
What shall we answer, save—We cannot tell!
Yet, child, sleep softly! For the sweet buds swell
And sweet birds sing for thee; and on the shore
For thy delight lies many a fairy shell.
And sweet birds sing for thee; and on the shore
For thy delight lies many a fairy shell.
And seeing thy happiness, our hearts rebel
No more at their own griefs; nor any more
Our lips shall answer thee—We cannot tell!
No more at their own griefs; nor any more
Our lips shall answer thee—We cannot tell!
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