A PRAYER.
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BY MRS. C. E. DA PONTE.
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Weary of earth, and tossed
Amid the storms which ever wreck my way,
Thou who canst save the wretched and the lost,
O hear me pray.
Weary of time, which brings
Little of comfort to my bosom now,
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BY MRS. C. E. DA PONTE.
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Weary of earth, and tossed
Amid the storms which ever wreck my way,
Thou who canst save the wretched and the lost,
O hear me pray.
Weary of time, which brings
Little of comfort to my bosom now,