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A PRAYER OF BLESSING.

[Gregory.]

IN the day of thy sore distress,
When the billows break over thee ;
When the greater woe drowns the less, —
The Lord hear thee !

In the time of thy famine and night,
When thy trouble shall weary thee ;
When the darkness shall conquer the light, —
The Lord hear thee !

When the bow in thy hands shall hang faint,
And the archers encompass thee ;
When thy weakness shall utter its plaint, —
The Lord hear thee !