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...' How dark this world would be, If, pierced by sins and sorrows here, We could not fly to thee 1 2 The friends, who in our sunshine live, When winter...has but tears to give, Must weep those tears alone. 3 But thou wilt heal that broken heart, Which like the plants that throw Their fragrance from the wounded...

...tear, How dark this world would be, If, pierced by sins and sorrows here, We could not fly to thee ! 2 The friends, who in our sunshine live, When winter...has but tears to give, Must weep those tears alone. 3 But thou wilt heal that broken heart, Which, like the plants that throw Their fragrance from the...

...tear, How dark this world would be, If, when deceived and wounded here, We could not fly to thee ! 2 The friends who in our sunshine live, When winter...has but tears to give, Must weep those tears alone. 3 O who would bear life's stormy doom, Did not thy wing of love Come brightly wafting thro' the gloom,...

...would be ! If, when distress'd and wounded here, We could not fly to Thee ! But Thou wilt heal the broken heart, Which, like the plants that throw Their fragrance from the wounded part, Breathe sweetness out of woe. Oh ! who could bear life's stormy doom, Did not Thy word of love Come,...

...marriage-bells »cerned scarcely out of If, when deceiv'd and wounded here, We could not fly to Thee ! The friends, who in our sunshine live, When winter...of woe. When joy no longer soothes or cheers, And even the hope that threw A moment's sparkle o'er our tears. Is dimm'd and vanish'd too, Oh, who would...

...tear, How dark this world would be, If, when deceived and wounded here, We could not fly to thee ; The friends who in our sunshine live, When winter...of woe. When joy no longer soothes or cheers, And ev'n the hope, that threw A moment's sparkle o'er our tears, Is dimmed and vanished too ! O ! who would...

...tear, How dark this world would be, If, when deceived and wounded here, We could not fly to thee ! The friends who in our sunshine live, When winter...give, Must wee'p those tears alone. But thou wilt heal the broken heart, Which, like the plants that throw Their fragrance from the wounded part, Breathes...

...are in trouble. The severe lines of the poet are often true : — The waters quench not his lovei " The friends, who in our sunshine live, When winter comes, are flown ; And he who hast but tears to give, Must weep those tears alone." Yes, we may all change ; we may be disappointed,...

...tears alone; But thou wilt heal that broken heart, Whieh, like the plants that throw Their fragranee from the wounded part, Breathes sweetness out of woe. When joy no longer soothes or eheers, And even the hope that threw A moment's sparkle o'er our tears, Is dimmed and vanished too!...