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RESPONSES.
Thou hast Thy glorious forest trees,
Thy things of worth and power ;
But it may be Thy plan were marred
Had I ne'er lived a flower.
Thy promise, like an evening breeze,
Doth fold my leaves in sleep ;
Who trusts, the Lord will surely guard,
Who loves, the Lord will keep.
