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With awful notes now swelling high.
Bearing mysterious power,
Then sinking soft with gentle voice,
Breathing of Mercy's dower.

O list again! the soothing sound
Of Sympathy is near;
Enchanting tones aerial
Burst on the captive ear.

Ah! yes, and now the pitying tears
Fast falling bathe the ground;
Weeping the woe, the grief, the fears
That wretchedness surround.

Then cease, my soul, no more repine;
The healing mercy flows:
Blest Sympathy, with voice benign,
Her cordial gifts bestows.