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/ It matters not what be thy lot, / So Love doth guide; / For storm or shine, pure peace is thine, / Whate'er betide.
/ And of these stones, or tyrants' thrones, / God able is / To raise up seed -- in thought and deed -- / To faithful His.
/ Aye, darkling sense, arise, go hence! / Our God is good. / False fears are foes -- truth tatters those, / When understood.
/ Love looseth thee, and lifteth me, / Ayont hate's thrall: / There Life is light, and wisdom might, / And God is All.
/ The centuries break, the earth-bound wake, / God's glorified! / Who doth His will -- His likeness still -- / Is satisfied.
Pleasant View, Concord, N. H., _January, 1900_.