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HYMN CLXXVIII.

8.6.8.6 D

James Montgomery

In Bereavement.

Lift up thine eyes, afflicted soul!

From earth uplift thine eyes,

Though dark the shades of evening roll,

And daylight beauty dies;

One sun is set,--a thousand more

Their rounds of glory run,

Where science leads thee to explore

In every star a sun.

Thus, when some long-loved comfort ends,

And frailty would despair,

Faith to the heaven of heavens ascends,

And meets ten thousand there.

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First faint and small, then clear and bright,

They gladden all the gloom,

As stars, that seem but points of light,

The rank of suns assume.

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