ON THE ANNIVERSARY OF MY BIRTHDAY.
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Sustaining strength imparts In sorrow's hour.
Through every scene of life His guardian care extends,Nor with this fleeting breath His kindness ends.
For when the fluttering pulse And closing eye,In the last mortal hour, Call man to die,
If in this lower sphere He has performed his part,Fulfilled his Maker's will With single heart,
He bears his spirit hence To realms above,Where it will flourish in the beams Of everlasting love.
