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FABER'S HYMNS. |
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My God! and it was but a short hour ago That I lay on a bed of unbearable pains $
All was cheerless around me, all weeping and woe; Now the wailing is changed to angelical strains.
Because I served Thee, were life's pleasures all lost ?
Was it gloom, pain, or blood, that won Heaven tor me ? Oh no! one enjoyment alone could life boast,
And that, dearest Lord ! was my service of Thee.
I had hardly to give; 'twas enough to receive, Only not to impede the sweet grace from above;
And, this first hour in Heaven, I can hardly believe In so great a reward for so little a love. |
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