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God is present ev'ry where,Making ev'ry place his care,Looking from his throne above,With a parent's tender love.Child of sorrow! cease to weep,For his mercy cannot sleep;Goodness, love, and care divine,Through the whole creation shine.He who marks a sparrow's fall,Looks with tenderness on all;Child of woe! then cease to weep,For his mercy cannot sleep.
RELIGION.
Holy source of purest pleasure, Bliss that never knows alloy!Be thy precepts all our treasure, And thy practice all our joy!
Lead us through this vale of sorrow, Safely to the darksome tomb;There an everlasting morrow Dawning shall dispel the gloom!
