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S. M.

Briggs’ Coll.

Walking with God.

Father, I will not pray

Freedom from earthly ill;

But may Thy peace be o’er my way

With its dove-pinion still!

O, let a sense of Thee,

Of Thy sustaining love,

My bosom-guest forever be,

Where’er I rest or move!

A heavenly light serene,

With its unfading beams,

Within my trusting heart be seen,

More bright than childhood’s dreams!

So let me walk with Thee,

Thy presence round my way;

Made by Thine aiding spirit free;

Thy love, my joy and stay.

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