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George MacDonald - Hard TimesGeorge MacDonald - Hard Times
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I am weary, and very lonely, And can but think—think. If there were some water only That a spirit might drink—drink, And arise, With light in the eyes And a crown of hope on the brow, To walk abroad in the strength of gladness, Not sit in the house, benumbed with sadness— As now! But, Lord, thy child will be sad— As sad as it pleases thee; Will sit, not seeking to be glad, Till thou bid sadness flee, And, drawing near, With thy good cheer Awake thy life in me.
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