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A. B.
[Count not my years, nor ask how long]
Count not my years, nor ask how long
I dwelt on earth, a homeless guest;
But ask if hope and faith were strong,
To lead me to eternal rest.
I dwelt on earth, a homeless guest;
But ask if hope and faith were strong,
To lead me to eternal rest.
Ask not, if with the poor, and meek,
Or rich, and great, I had my share;
But hear me of my treasure speak,
My only treasure—faith and prayer.
Or rich, and great, I had my share;
But hear me of my treasure speak,
My only treasure—faith and prayer.
I found, what, stranger, thou wilt find,
How poor the world, how rich the grave;
And earthly treasure all resign'd
For that one promise,—“I will save.”
How poor the world, how rich the grave;
And earthly treasure all resign'd
For that one promise,—“I will save.”
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