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PRAYER. Have you no words? ah! think again Words flow apace when you complain, And All your fellow creature’s ear
With the sad tale of all your care
Were half the breath thus vainly spent, To heaven in supplication sent, Your cheerful song would oftener be, “Hear what the Lord has clone for mo.” —AVilliam Cowper.
THE SOUL. The soul, secure in her existence, smiles At the drawn dagger, and defies its point: The stars shall fade away, the sun himself Grow dim with age; and nature sink in N years: But thou shalt .flourish in immortal youth, Unhurt amidst the war of elements, The wreck of matter and the crash of worlds. —Joseph Addison.
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Hokitika Guardian, 3 December 1929, Page 1
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