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AFFLICTION.
Be still, sad heart, and cease repining,
Behind the clouds the sun is shining;
Thy fate is the common fate of all;
Into each life some rain must fall—,
Some days must be dark and dreary.
—Longfellow.
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Affliction—For every sort of suffering there is sleep provided by a gracious Providence, save that of sin.
—J. Wilson.
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Affliction's sons are brothers in distress;
A brother to relieve, how exquisite the bliss!