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90 Wedlock

Mixtures of joy and sorrow 
I daily do pass through; 
Sometimes I'm in a valley, 
And sinking down with woe; 
Sometimes I am exalted, 
On eagle's wings I fly; 
I rise above my troubles, 
And hope to reach the sky.

Lord, why am I thus tossed, 
Thus tossed to and fro? 
Why are my hopes thus crossed, 
Where'er Im call'd to go?
O Lord, thou never changest, 
And 'tis because I stray; 
O grant me thine assistance, 
And keep me in thy way.

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