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She hovers o’er the darkest cloud, 
That Life’s sad pathway shades, 
And e’en when tempests rage most loud, 
Her voice the storm pervades! 
She lights our gloom — she soothes our care — 
She bids our fears depart, 
Transmutes to gems each grief-fraught tear, 
And binds the broken heart! 
She glances o’er us from above, 
The brightest star that’s given, 
And guides us still through faith and love 
To endless Peace in Heaven! 
