3 And when the angel Death stands by,
Be this my strength, that thou art nigh;
And this my joy, that I shall be
With those who dwell in light with thee.
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The Lord bless thee, and keep thee.
Num. 6:24.
Ere to the world again we go,
Its pleasures, cares, and idle show,
Thy grace, once more, O God, we crave,