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CCLXXVI. The Hope, which is the Anchor of the Soul

1 O God, my Sun, thy blissful rays
Irradiate, warm, and guide my heart!
How dark, how mournful are my days,
If his enliv'ning beams depart!

2 Scarce thro' the shades, a glimpse of day,
Appears to these desiring eyes!
But shall my drooping spirit say,
The chearful morn will never rise?

3 O let me not despairing mourn,
Tho' gloomy darkness spreads the sky;
My glorious Sun will yet return,
And night with all its horrors fly.

4 O for the bright the joyful day,
When hope shall in assurance die!
So tapers lose their feeble ray,
Beneath the Sun's refulgent eye.

Text Information
First Line: O God, my Sun, thy blissful rays
Title: The Hope, which is the Anchor of the Soul
Meter: L. M.
Language: English
Publication Date: 1792
Scripture: ; ; ;
Topic: The Hope, that maketh not Ashamed: a Hope full of Immortality
Source: Rippon's Coll.
Notes: Public Domain.
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