  With all the cares and toils that here abound, And e’en deep seas of grief which men must ford— To him whose guardian is th’ Omnipotent, Life is a source of everlasting joy! This world at most is but an anteroom, Where souls prepare to take their joyous flight To Heaven’s eternal mansions. Thus the while We here remain, is it not meet that we Should wear the garb of truth and righteousness? |
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