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DISCOURAGEMENT.
LORD, when I strive to serve Thee most,
    Yet toil in vain;
When I can see but labor lost,
    Instead of gain;

When plans fall out another way
    From what seems best,
And failure comes though I obey
    Thy clear behest;

When hopes whereon I dare to lean
    Thou dost deny;
When Thou forbiddest me to glean
    The fields hard by;

When fairest prospects opening wide
    Before mine eyes,
Thou wallest in on every side,
    And mountains rise

That faith seems powerless to remove,—
    Then, dearest Lord,
Draw near to me, draw near and prove
    Thy written Word!

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