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Henry Vaughan - Joy Of My Life While Left Me Here!
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Joy of my life while left me here!
               And still my love!
How in thy absence thou dost steer
               Me from above!
               A life well led
               This truth commends,
               With quick or dead
               It never ends.

Stars are of mighty use; the night
               Is dark, and long;
The road foul; and where one goes right,
               Six may go wrong.
               One twinkling ray,
               Shot o`er some cloud,
               May clear much away,
               And guide a crowd.

God`s saints are shining lights: who stays
               Here long must pass
O`er dark hills, swift streams, and steep ways
               As smooth as glass;
               But these all night,
               Like candles, shed
               Their beams, and light
               Us into bed.

They are, indeed, our pillar-fires,
               Seen as we go;
They are that city`s shining spires
               We travel to:
               A swordlike gleam
               Kept man for sin
               First out; this beam
               Will guide them in.
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