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ONE BY ONE.
Bid her with a strong clasp hold her, By her dusky wings,Listening for the murmured blessing Sorrow always brings.
ONE BY ONE.
NE by one the sands are flowing, One by one the moments fall;Some are coming, some are going, Do not strive to grasp them all.One by one thy duties wait thee, Let thy whole strength go to each,Let no future dreams elate thee, Learn thou first what these can teach.
One by one (bright gifts from Heaven) Joys are sent thee here below;Take them readily when given, Ready too to let them go.
One by one thy griefs shall meet thee, Do not fear an armed band;One will fade as others greet thee; Shadows passing through the land.
Do not look at life's long sorrow; See how small each moment's pain,God will help thee for to-morrow, So each day begin again.
