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Then let the hope of joys to come,

Dispel our cares, and chase our fears: If God be ours, we're travelling home, Though passing thro' a vale of tears. 29.

The Christian's Parting Hour. How sweet the hour of closing day, When all is peaceful and serene, And when the sun with cloudless ray, Sheds mellow lustre o'er the scene! 2

Such is the Christian's parting hour;

So peacefully he sinks to rest; [power, When faith, endued from heaven with Sustains and cheers his languid breast.

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Who would not wish to die like those Whom God's own Spirit deigns to bless, To sink into that soft repose,

Then wake to perfect happiness?