J Fawcett

S.M.

BLEST be the tie that binds

Our hearts in Christian love;

The fellowship of kindred minds

Is like to that above.

2

Before our Father’s throne

We pour our ardent prayers;

Our fears, our hopes, our aims are one,

Our comforts and our cares.

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We share our mutual woes,

Our mutual burdens bear;

And often for each other flows

The sympathizing tear.

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When we asunder part,

It gives us inward pain;

But we shall still be joined in heart,

And hope to meet again.