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“WATCHMAN. WHAT OF THE NIGHT? THE MORNING COMETH.”
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Matthew 6:8
E. HH. Morton
EA, he knoweth, Father knoweth,
Knoweth all the pain,
All the weary hours of labor
That seem spent in vain;
And he knoweth all the heartaches,---
Longings unexpressed,
All the unattained desires
And the need of rest.
Father knoweth, Father knoweth,
Tender words and sweet,
Loving answer from high Heaven,
From the mercy-seat;
Every temporal need he knoweth,
Disappointments keen,
All the wearing, vexing trials
Father dear hath seen.
Yea, he knoweth, Father knoweth,
Lift thy hand to him;
He will clasp it, gently hold it
Through earth’s twilight dim;
Father knoweth and he feeleth
All his children’s woe,
And his heart is filled with pity
For his loved below.
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