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We may not climb the heavenly steeps
We Publish The Greatest Of Tidings Abroad
When, from each temple of the free
When the glorious morning breaketh
Whilst Andrew, as a fisher, sought
Within this leaf, to every eye
Without haste! without rest!
Weep not for her, weep not that she is passing
Wonderful Place
We ask for Peace, O Lord!
We bless Thee for this sacred day
We come at morn and dewy eve
We come not with a costly store
We do not die--we cannot die
We may not all, with powerful blow
We need some Charmer, for our hearts are sore
We praise thee, Lord! if but one soul
We twine the wreath and sing the praise
We will not ask thee, Lord, to come
When God came down from heaven, the living God
When God upheaved the pillared earth
When I can trust my all with God
When I rise again to life
When sickness unforseen assails
When some belovèds, 'neath whose eyelids lay
When sorrow all our heart would ask
When sorrow on the spirit feeds
When the fierce north-wind, with his airy forces
When the geese fly south
When the harvest is past, and the summer is gone
When the hours of day are numbered
When the morning, half in shadow
When thou dost talk with God, by prayer I mean
When Thou shalt pass this world to enthrone
Whence can it be that those deep Wonders rise
Where'er a heart with sorrow's weight is bowing
Wherewith, O Lord, shall I draw near
While thou, O my God, art my help and defender
Whisper a prayer in the morning
Who, that a watcher doth remain
Why am I loath to leave this earthly scene?
Why dost thou talk of death, laddie?
Wish not, dear friends, my pain away
With years oppressed, with sorrows worn
Within this holy volume lies
Would you be young again?
Wouldst thou from sorrow find a sweet relief?
Wrapped in the silence of the brooding night
Wilt thou not yet to me reveal
When'er the sea upheaves its foaming hosts

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