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to a dear friend at worthing.
Oh! bury all this world hath placed-—
Of griefs and tears around us ranged;
Think not of them save as battles
Into bright deathless garlands changed.
Bright angels ever watch around,
And hover o'er us while we pray;
Be assured they stoop and bless us
The hallow'd night of Christmas Day!
Of griefs and tears around us ranged;
Think not of them save as battles
Into bright deathless garlands changed.
Bright angels ever watch around,
And hover o'er us while we pray;
Be assured they stoop and bless us
The hallow'd night of Christmas Day!
