Home And Friends
O, tlicip's power to make each hour As sweet as Heaven designad it; Nor npod we roam to brin it lióme, Though few there be tliat íind it ! We seek too liigh for things close by, And loóse what nature íuund us ; Foftjife hatli liere no cliann su dear As borne and frieuds arouud usl We oft deetroy the present joy For future hopes - and piaise tliem, Whilt' flosvers as sweet bloom at our feet-, If wed but stoop to raise thera i For things afar still sweetesí are Wlien youtb's bright gpel) hath bonnd us ; But SGQU we're taugbt that eai th liath nougllt Like home and friends around us ! The friends that speed, in time of need, When hope's last reed is shaken ! To show us stil!, that, come what will, We are not quite foisaken - Though all ere night - if but the light From Friend.liip's altar crowned us! Twould prove the bliss of earth was thia, Our home and friends around us !
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