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122 Russell




Ye humble souls, complain no more;
Let faith survey your future store;
How happy, how divinely blest,
The sacred words of truth attest!

When conscious grief laments sincere,
And pours the penitential tear
Hope points to your dejected eyes
The bright reversion in the skies.


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